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With the progression of Parkinson's Disease giving me a powerful kick or three, this year, I have deteriorated more than I had expected and certainly my new neurologist has said that Parkinson's is now at 'fast progression'. Nothing exemplified this better than the number of times that I have fallen and almost fallen … Continue reading A Wet Makeover
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 … Continue reading Nerves and Bananas
A simple, and yet delightfully personal, way to make a gift for someone is to make a scrap book for them. For example, I am making a gift which is of a small scrap book that will be filled with a selection of themed photos that will, I know, have a lovely meaning … Continue reading Simple Scrapbooks
Part One: The city lights are so revealing. He's not in control and doesn't care. He cannot hide the way he's feeling. The sleazy street lights render him bare. Across the street the hot guy's dealing. This type of encounter would be rare. His poison lips are so appealing. He knows of the risks but … Continue reading Red Light
Good morning from a wet Friday in England. We have ten days of stormy weather arriving today! Still, the rain keeps these islands green and lush. What are your plans for the weekend? Try my 10 point plan this weekend and let me know how you get on. 1) Chat with at least one person, … Continue reading Dean’s Weekend Stimulator
I appear to be stuck in a room. Outside there is a village meeting. I hear sounds of joy and groans of gloom. My chance to leave was only fleeting. The villagers are gathered next door, To discuss community issues. My need for dinner grows ever more. All I have are pens, pad and tissues. … Continue reading Stuck Without Access
I have a friend who has PD. His body shakes so constantly. I feel he has it worse than me. His bravery is plain to see. I feel a fraud without such shakes. Ashamed of any fuss I make. His body suffers seismic quakes. I admire him for all he takes. My friend is young … Continue reading My Brave Friend.
I recall the loathing and fear That first day of school at age four. I just needed mum and dad near In tantrum I lashed out and roared. My head teacher dragged me inside That bright room of faces all new. In distress my eyes glared so wide I pondered on what I should do. … Continue reading Iron Versus Rainbow
Today, I have been thinking back over the most beautiful autumn, here in Suffolk, this year. Our little cottage garden is a haven of nature. It is a place of sanctuary and escape for us and, we hope, a haven for wildlife. Back in October, one afternoon, I decided to spend an hour looking after … Continue reading Aunty Ann’s Oak Tree