Category Archives: Marriage

The Life And Times Of A Transient Journalist


I am most definitely not dead, but a lot of things have been happening – both to me and for me. My time has recently been taken up with gardening, cross-stitch, writing for What Culture, running a Facebook group with … Continue reading

Posted in 2013, A Madman With A Box, Accomplishments, Birds, Blogging, Caring For Feathered Friends, Doctor Who, Gardening, Hobbies, Home, Home Crafts, Hope Orchard, Journalism, Marriage, Mason Kayne, Media, Travel, Travelling, Tribble Towers, TV, Wedding, What Culture, Writing | 8 Comments

Introspection


Since the sectioning of my son I seem to have retreated into myself a little bit. Emails have not been responded to – if they were ever looked at – and blogs have gone unvisited. I’ve been communicating mostly via … Continue reading

Posted in 2013, About The Carer, Adapting, Anxiety, Autism, Autistic Behaviours, Autistic Meltdown, Depression, Epilepsy, Facebook, Family, Friends, Health, Heightened Awareness, Hyperacusis, I Love Autism Kids, Love, Marriage, My Son, Neurological, Not A Supermarket Tomato, Proud Parent Of An Autistic Child, Proud To Be Autistic, Proud To Be Me, Psychological, Reading, Real Life Horror, Sensory Overload, Social Anxiety, Strength, The Black Dog, The Dark Side Of Autism, Vulnerability, Women's Institute | 8 Comments

Wedding Bells


This time last year my Bridesmaid and I were being pampered by my lovely hairdresser, who had opened the salon especially for us, while my friend Lisa rushed around  making tea and sandwiches for the assembled hoardes of Ghengis Kahn … Continue reading

Posted in Anniversaries, Family, Fandom, Friends, Homemaking, Love, Marriage, Tribble Towers | 19 Comments

Stubborn


Once upon a time, many years ago, my grandmother declared that I was so stubborn that I would even defy death until I was good and ready to turn up my toes. She was right, actually; there have been a … Continue reading

Posted in "Mutants", 2013, Acceptance, Adapting, Always Look On The Bright Side Of Life, Attitudes, Born This Way, Disability, Epilepsy, Epilepsy Action, Epilepsy Awareness, Frank La Rocca, Health, Hope, Marriage, National Epilepsy Week, Neurological, Refusing To Be Beaten, Seizures, Viva La Rocca | 12 Comments

Growing Up Aged Thirty Nine And A Half


Growing up is something that I tried to avoid for all of my life until now. I inherited Romani blood which runs hot in my veins; I am an autumn child who has spent many years floating free with no … Continue reading

Posted in 2013, A Madman With A Box, Acceptance, Adventures, Always Look On The Bright Side Of Life, Attitudes, Disability, Fezes Are Cool, Geekiness, Health, Hobbies, Home, Homelessness, Hope, Love, Marriage, Memories, Navel Gazing, Neurological, Reminiscense, Romany Gypsy, Self, Tales Of The Rambling Rose, The Black Dog, Travel, Tribble Towers, Vulnerability, Women's Institute | 20 Comments

Epilepsy and Blogging


Sometimes, the seizures are so severe that inertia and memory loss set in. My last seizure was a week ago – but I’m still not really making sense of things. D will talk to me and I won’t have understood … Continue reading

Posted in Acceptance, Adapting, Adventures In Preserves, Always Look On The Bright Side Of Life, Born This Way, Choose Life, Cross-stitch, Disability, Disabled Gardening, Doctor Who, Epilepsy, Family, Health, Hobbies, Home, Home Crafts, Homemaking, I Stitch So I Don't Stab Stupid People, Marriage, Milestones, Neurological, Personal Goals, Pickling, Seizures, Self, Strength | 14 Comments

Where Did You Think You’d Be?


D just wandered into the bedroom (yes, I’m still bedbound and considering x-rays or something) and asked me a question that prompted me to blog: “If someone had told you seven years ago that you would end up in a … Continue reading

Posted in 2013, Curiosity, guitar, Home, Homemaking, Marriage, Memories, Navel Gazing, Nostalgia, Paganism, Spirited Away, Tribble Towers | 10 Comments

Turning Japanese And Cross-Stitch Flowers


I am still stuck in bed, but feeling a good deal better. My bruise has come out in some rather amazing hues, but the pain isn’t as bad as it was – in fact, I managed to roll over to … Continue reading

Posted in "Mutants", 2013, A Madman With A Box, Adapting, Always Look On The Bright Side Of Life, Born This Way, Carers, Choose Life, Disability, Doctor Who, Epilepsy, Epilepsy Awareness, Health, I Stitch So I Don't Stab Stupid People, Injuries, Marriage, Neurological, Not A Supermarket Tomato, Seizures | 26 Comments

The Ultimate Devotion


I love to write free-form, unstructured poetry. It’s honest; it’s pure; it’s emotive in a way that structured, rhyming stanzas are sometimes not. I dedicate this free-form to my wonderful husband, D, who has no idea how much I truly … Continue reading

Posted in 2013, About The Carer, Adapting, Autism, Autistic Meltdown, Born This Way, Creative Writing, Disability, Epilepsy, Health, Love, Marriage, Neurological, Non Fiction, Not A Supermarket Tomato, Proud To Be Me, Psychological, Seizures, Sensory Overload, Symptoms, The Dark Side Of Autism, Tribble Towers, Vulnerability, Writing | 24 Comments

Sexuality And Disability


In my hometown of Cheltenham lives a very famous lady. She is famous for being amazing. For the sake of argument, we’ll call her “Lisa”. Lisa is only a few years older than myself and is a Thalidomide victim. She … Continue reading

Posted in "Mutants", 2013, Attitudes, Autism, Autistic Behaviours, Autistic Meltdown, Autistic Temperament, Bodily Functions, Body Image, Born This Way, Desirability, Disability, Epilepsy, Epilepsy Awareness, Health, Illness, Living With Asthma, Living With Atopic Syndrome, Love, Marriage, Medication, Neurological, Not A Supermarket Tomato, Seizures, Self, Sensuality, Sexuality, Status Epilepticus, The Black Dog | 14 Comments