Alcoholic Daze

I went to the local supermarket this morning to get all the Christmas food I can only buy at the last minute such as vegetables, cream, chee...

Things start to get busy over the days leading up to Christmas. For a start, tomorrow, I have to have my boobs squashed flat as a pancake in...

There is still time to make a cake before Christmas and I thought I'd share this highly unusual recipe with you. INGREDIENTS 1 bottle of...

Every year, for some considerable time now, when I write my Christmas cards, I include a computer-written round-robin letter in them, tellin...

Thank you Rebel Mother Thank you Infactorium On the accolade front, I should like to thank Infactorium and Rebel Mother for thinking of li...

I seem to be on a proverbial rollercoaster at the moment, hence my absence over the last few weeks. There have been lots of highs, lots of l...

Nechtan recently very kindly passed on to me the 'Kreativ Blogger' Award, for which I belatedly thank him. I always feel so false a...

Yesterday history repeated itself in a strange kind of way. This is what I wrote last year...... We live in a small cul-de-sac off a fairly ...

Well I am back home for a couple of weeks and back to reality. Greg's promises were not worth the breath he spent on them. He has starte...

My computer has died. It's only about two years old but it seems to have given up the ghost. A computer engineer gave it the last rites ...

The discharge letter from the hospital shows the following liver values in Greg's blood. If you are an expert, you will know what these ...

Thank you so much for your sympathetic and encouraging comments in my outpourings yesterday. I feel very humbled and comforted by your gener...

He is home again as of 5 minutes ago and I am so blimmin choked, I could howl my eyes out. The hospital have just wiped their hands of him y...

What a busy 24 hours I've had. Yesterday I rushed down to Brighton for my friend's husband's funeral and arrived by train to dis...

Three guesses where I spent my Saturday evening? Having a romantic meal? No. Bopping away at the nightclub down the road? No. Being serenade...

I don't mean to keep on whining, because I know everyone has their share of problems, but I'm having a tough time of things at the m...

On Saturday I took Kay up to university. The house is empty now - without her. Void of her laughter, her clothes, her self. It's horribl...

Many people ask why I have stayed so long and put up with Greg's alcoholism. Like with many things involving emotions, it is not an easy...

Here are some key facts about Greg's current situation: Health - he has heart disease, diabetes, circulatory problems in legs and feet,...

Because of the heavy alcohol dependency combined with the diabetes, Greg spends a lot of his time nodding off to sleep at various times of t...

After my last two posts, I can't stop thinking about a series of old British Telecom (BT) adverts on TV that used to feature the life of...

I apologise for my mad mother cow mode yesterday, but I wanted to shout the good news from the rooftops. When Kay was a teeny tiny three-yea...

Results day and I am pinching myself in case I am dreaming. I know many of you have been kindly keeping fingers, toes and anything else cros...

Five more nail-biting days before Kay gets her A-level exam results. Kay is so on edge she is having anxiety dreams. Sometimes they are base...

I expect you may have wondered where I had got to this past ten days and whether I had disappeared down a black hole. I had in fact gone to ...