On Beauty and Botox

I didn’t grow up in a world of Botox, although my thirty-something children did. My daughter once told me that getting work on your face was perfectly normal for her generation. At the time she was in the sixth form. I was quite shocked at the time. But I’ve rarely attempted to overtly influence myContinue reading “On Beauty and Botox”

My diabetes avoidance a blog

Sheryl Gim, another Word Press blogger has reminded me to clarify that I don’t drink. I wrote a blog about my notebook pile this morning, and she commented on it. I thought I’d reciprocate and went to her site to read, as I’m taking a break from editing today. I was reading her recent blogContinue reading “My diabetes avoidance a blog”

One of my notebook piles

Usually, I have a good memory. I do forget. But I’m finding that I remember again in the future, which is great. One of my notebook piles… I’m learning physiology as part of a course I’m currently studying to become a personal trainer. I did study human biology at GCSE level (we used to callContinue reading “One of my notebook piles”

My Diabetes Avoidance Blog – On Writing

Hello dear readers, I’ve taken a break from this blog, as I’ve been working on my MA and honing my short story writing skills. The past two years, I’ve entered more creative writing competitions than ever. I’ve received some very positive comments about my short stories, and I’ve gained confidence since I became a contributingContinue reading “My Diabetes Avoidance Blog – On Writing”

My type 2 diabetes avoidance blog

Sorry I’ve been away from this blog for so long. I’ve been working as an intern for an Emag arts journal. I’m enjoying the process, except my regular moments are spent reading other people’s work instead of writing my blog. I’ve also written a play. My first, something inspired by my MA which I developedContinue reading “My type 2 diabetes avoidance blog”

Infection – a Warning to Gardeners.

Originally posted on Bramble Garden:
I’ve been quiet for a few days. Here’s why. Four days ago, I was sweeping out the potting shed when I got a tiny splinter in the palm of my hand. It looked like nothing serious. A tiny dot of blood. I inspected the wooden broom handle and could see…

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