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It has been several months since I have reported on The Art Shack.  As a group, we have been unable to meet since December.  This has been due to the death of my beautiful mum and then the onset of the Coronavirus in the UK and all of the disruption that it has brought to our lives across the country. This does not mean, however, that individual group members have not been… Read More

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     It’s almost 5am and here I am, sat at my computer but in a very, very different new year than the one that I had expected.  Perhaps it is a dream?  If it is, then it is the worst nightmare ever.  Perhaps there’s some confusion in my head, caused by Parkinson’s Disease?  Yet, I am surrounded by people who show the same pain on their faces and I am receiving… Read More

     A few days ago, I received a telephone call from from my lovely cousin, telling me that her mum had died!  This was a complete shock, not least of all to my cousin, for her mum had shown no signs of anything suggesting that this awful event was imminent.  My aunt was such a vibrant person; so very alive and filled with the spark of mischief and adventure.  Only days… Read More

     The event had been planned for a few months.  Having travelled for around four or five hours to what was a very heavily flooded part of England, we had all finally settled into our hotel on the previous night.  The hotel was comfortable.  As a team of people who had also the bonds of family and/or friendship between us, we had enjoyed a lovely meal, a few drinks, a lot… Read More

    Recently, a radio show host from within the Parkinson’s community invited me to take up a regular weekly slot on his radio show. I was touched that he would ask me to write and present for a segment of his show.  He has a charming personality as a radio presenter and his music playlist is right up my street, so to speak.  In wanting to show my support for the… Read More