May England never forget her brave

Nov 11 2012

England mourns for her dead across the sea,

Flesh of her flesh they were, spirit of her spirit,

Fallen in the cause of the free. Read more…

Whitney Houston 09/08/1963 – 11/02/1963

Feb 13 2012

Whitney Houston 09/08/1963 – 11/02/1963

Another life destroyed by the demon drink and the devils whore (illegal drugs) they may not have taken her life that fateful day, but they sure as hell destroyed it many years before.

Fame comes at a cost for many. Whitney blossomed from a single rose as a child into the most amazing bouquet. Her rainbow of colour spanning over three decades and her unique voice equivalent to no other I have heard, nor am I likely to in my lifetime. Read more…

life’s trials

Aug 17 2011

I have been working now for a little over a month on my new venture, fish pedicure. It has been a mixed bag of emotions as I struggle with my private life and business. My son is home on leave from Afghanistan and my mother in-law due home from rehabilitation after a series of strokes. The girls are settled into Nursery after a few weeks of them getting infected with chickenpox. Sods law is they couldn’t get it together and as one returned to nursery the other became ill so a whole month was taken up by antihistamine medication and calamine lotion.   Read more…

My Pre Easter Weekend Blog

Apr 21 2011

I’m feeling incredibly sad at the moment as I have said goodbye to my son today as he is being deployed to Afghanistan, his third deployment and 2nd service in Afghanistan. I remember all too well when he returned last time and how this affected all the family psychologically. I was so afraid I wouldn’t see him again but he’s amazing and showed no emotion to concern us with about his departure. He joked and smiled, and then he drove out of sight..

I had to keep my composure because my small granddaughters living with us needed me to be strong.

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My son prepares for Afghanistan front line

Mar 31 2011

Today I received an email link that brought home to me the reality of my youngest son’s choice of career. I had just left him and his heavily pregnant girlfriend after eating a lovely lunch and enjoying their company.

My son is a British soldier and will be deployed for the second time to Afghanistan in the next few weeks. I know what he does is his choice and that he is proud to serve his country. I look at him with unimaginable thoughts racing through my mind. He is a sergeant and a very muscular man – a father to his son and a father to be to his unborn daughter.

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