About me

I have been writing poetry and stories since I was a child, and a love of reading was instilled in me from an early age. I am passionate about writing, and hope you enjoy the books I have written. Whilst most of you sleep soundly in your beds, like many Parkinson’s patients, insomnia dictates, so during those hours that sleep eludes me, the house is tranquil and quiet, an atmosphere perfect to immerse myself in writing. My life has been a series of strange events, which have without doubt contributed to my creativity. To publish anything is to bear one’s soul to the world. It is to stand naked and let everyone see who you really are. I have poured my heart and soul out on paper and I hope to share this journey, immersing you in a story, capturing your attention and firing the imagination. Through my writing and public speaking I hope to bring greater awareness to the general public about living with chronic disease.

Monday, December 26, 2011

Cheeky driver

There are some bad drivers around, who seem to think that they own the road and woe betides the person who gets in their way. Some months ago, a man cut me up, forcing me to make an emergency stop. Sitting there stunned, looking at him over the top of the driving wheel, I should imagine the expression on my face said it all, and if steam could have come out of my ears, it surely would have. Knowing full well he was clearly in the wrong, and realising he had almost caused an accident, not only did he have the nerve to smile at me, but had the audacity to blow me a kiss as he drove off! When someone acts unexpectedly like this, what are you supposed to do? I guess I have to be thankful that he didn’t shout or swear at me whilst making rude gestures!

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