Every July as far back as I can remember, my parents have packed up their motor home, taken the ferry over to Calais and driven down to Spain. There, they set up home for the Summer, bask in the glorious…

I’ve never really understood just how desperate a person can be to feel well again until this last year. I’ve heard stories of people with chronic illness, debilitating conditions, even terminal illness, who have resorted to the most far-fetched, seemingly…

To my darling boy on your first day of High School, It doesn’t feel like two minutes ago that I was dropping you off for your very first day of Primary School. You were so small, your little hand firmly…

I’ve barely had time to breathe this week, let alone blog. Megan has single-handedly taken it upon herself to prematurely age me (even further!) with a mixture of relentless crying, screaming and super human levels of violence. Where as she…

Being ill sucks at the best of times and yet being ill when you’re a parent? There really is nothing worse. You have no choice but to carry on as normal, to deal with whiny, demanding children who insist on…

When people tell you about being a parent, they often miss out one of the important pieces of advice of all. You will spend your whole life feeling guilty. If they fall over and hurt themselves, you feel guilty that…