Random thoughts of a happy brain damaged ex actress… Me!
The thing is to love life to love it even when you have no stomach for it, when everything you held dear crumbles like burnt paper in your hands and your throat is filled with the silt of it. When grief sits with you so heavily it’s like heat, tropical, moist thickening the air so
I stared at the photograph on Jan’s fridge. It was of a man dragging a woman across the floor by her arm. “That’s from Porgy and Bess,” she said, “Amusing, don’t you think?” “Amusing! No, I don’t find it amusing. It’s actually abhorrent!” “Feminism, that’s why I put that picture there, Gaynor, feminism!” She gave
This royal throne of kings, this scepter’d isle, This earth of majesty, this seat of Mars, This other Eden, demi-paradise, This fortress built by Nature for herself Against infection and the hand of war, This happy breed of men, this little world, This precious stone set in the silver sea, Which serves it in the
“Believe in yourself, not only in swimming, but in life itself” Debbie Meyer I would never have imagined how important technology, computing, the internet and Social Media would become in my life. When Mum and Dad gave me my first computer all those years ago, I believed it was just a ruse to get me
TICK…TOCK…TICK…TOCK…TICK… You can’t speed up or slow down time. It just carries moving regardless, relentlessly pressing on…and on…and on… TICK…TOCK…TICK…TOCK…TICK… I have just spent a blissful night with the beautiful Cassie Bassett nee Holliday and her lovely family. I recall performing in a show with Cassie’s Mum, Shelagh Holliday. One Sunday the cast was
Because of my accident, I have only 40% eyesight and no depth of field awareness so I am unable to drive. I walk everywhere. To my unutterable delight, my apartment is directly behind a Spar supermarket. It is a really great shop. It’s always clean and the shop assistants are friendly with ready smiles.
“There was a magic about the sea. People were drawn to it. People wanted to love by it, swim in it, play in it, look at it. It was a living thing that was as unpredictable as a great stage actor: it could be calm and welcoming, opening its arms to embrace it’s audience one
“For a moment at least, be a smile on someone else’s face.” ― Dejan Stojanovic, The Sun Watches the Sun Our gardener, George, stood back, looking at the tree he had just finished pruning. He shook his shoulders and raised his face up to the sky. He let
When Mum’s cat died we were dreadfully sad. He was eighteen years old and was much loved. Then the most amazing thing began to happen. The birds came back to her garden in their droves! Weavers, Finches, Sparrows, Sunbirds, Rock Pigeons and ordinary Pigeons. Even a baby albino Pigeon! For Christmas, B and I gave
I was recently sent an article by a friend. It instantly caught my attention because it was about Oscar Pistorius. And like most people, I am drawn to that tragedy. Isn’t that an awful thing to have to admit? Oscar Pistorius, the Blade Runner, shot four times through the bathroom door and killed his girlfriend,
