Category Archives: Tribble Towers

Of Shoes And Strings And Sealing Wax, And A Ton Of Navel Fluff


After being incredibly remiss with this blog since breaking my arm in August, my muse has finally poked me to write up about the highlights of my year and attempt to catch up with you all. It’s one thing to … Continue reading

Posted in 2013, Accomplishments, Adventures, Adventures In Preserves, Always Look On The Bright Side Of Life, Autism, Blogging, Book, Born This Way, Christmas, Diet And Fitness, Disability, Epilepsy, Family, Five Minutes Of Fame, Gardening, Good People, Health, Hobbies, Home, I Love Autism Kids, Injuries, Kitchen Witchy, Love, Mason Kayne, My Son, Navel Gazing, Not A Supermarket Tomato, Pets, Pickling, Positivity, Proud Parent Of An Autistic Child, Psychiatric, Publishing, Reminiscense, Seizures, Spiders, The Writing Industry, Tribble Towers, Wedding | 9 Comments

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

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 aroundĀ  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

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

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

Social Anxiety


“I don’t think they like me.” “Well, they seemed to last time I collected you.” “I don’t know; I don’t think they really know what to make of me.” My husband and I have this same conversation every month when … Continue reading

Posted in 2013, Accomplishments, Adapting, Always Look On The Bright Side Of Life, Anxiety, Aspirations, Attitudes, Autism, Born This Way, Chrysalis, Confidence, Emerging Butterfly, Fear, Friends, Hobbies, Home, Home Crafts, Kitchen Witchy, Milestones, Neurological, Not A Supermarket Tomato, Personal Goals, Pickling, Positivity, Progress, Proud To Be Autistic, Self, Self-worth, Social Anxiety, Tribble Towers, Women's Institute | 23 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

Goodbye To Compass


This morning we had our final meeting with Sheila, our Compass counsellor. Since that first meeting, when I was still so withdrawn and suspicious of strangers, it hasn’t really felt like counselling at all; it’s been more like visiting a … Continue reading

Posted in 2012, Accomplishments, Adapting, Alcohol, Anxiety, Body Image, Cooking, Counselling, Diet And Fitness, Disability, Discomfort, Doctor Who, Doctor Who Scarf, EDNOS, Epilepsy, Epiphany, Exercise, Fear, Food, Food Experimentation, Health, Home, Home Crafts, Humour, Kitchen Witchy, Life Plans, Milestones, Pickling, Positivity, Progress, Psychological, Self-Realisation, Self-worth, Tenacity, Therapy, Tribble Towers | 4 Comments

To Quote River Song: “It’s My Birthday Today”


I went to bed last night and have woken up another year older. Yes, ladies and gents, I am thirty-nine today – and not ashamed to admit it because I don’t feel it at all. Perhaps I can no longer … Continue reading

Posted in 2012, A Madman With A Box, Birthday, Cosmetics, Cross-stitch, Doctor Who, Family, Fandom, Firefly, Love, Other religions, Science Fiction, Thank You!, Tribble Towers, Wicca | 27 Comments

When The Wife Is A Geek


My delightful friend Feisty Tapas has written a blog post about being the wife of a geek. I’ve taken this idea and turned it on its head a little: what if you’re the husband of a geek? I’m going to … Continue reading

Posted in Doctor Who, Documentaries, Elisabeth Sladen, Fandom, Geekiness, Hobbies, Home Crafts, Homemaking, I Stitch So I Don't Stab Stupid People, Kindle, Tribble Towers, TV | 30 Comments