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.

Friday, November 20, 2015

Does Trouble Find You?

Do you ever find yourself in trouble? Or do you insist that trouble has a way of finding you? Teaching my daughter about “opposites” when she was very young, such as happy – sad, good – bad, big – little, high – low (you get the idea?) turned out to be more than I bargained for as she caught on very quickly!

When she was still at that adorable young age where a child will be thrilled in going almost anywhere with a parent, I took her to a local swimming pool. After a couple of hours playing in the water, we entered the ladies changing rooms. My daughter took delight in proudly demonstrating what she had newly learnt, and  pointed at a lady standing near us in a wet bathing costume and said emphatically “thin”. The woman smiled warmly back at my daughter who was rather pleased with herself at grasping the concept of opposites. She then pointed to a large curvaceous naked woman opposite us, and before I could stop her, in a clear voice loud enough so everyone could hear, she said “fat”! It was at this point I wanted the floor to open up and swallow me!  

1 comment:

  1. haha....gotta love kids! One of my son's at aged 4 said a similar (one letter longer: end of similarity) word in a public restaurant. I was floored too:)