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Category Archives: fears and phobias
When someone who lives aboard their boat dies in tragic circumstances (link) it brings it home to all of us how easily things can go so terribly wrong. When we lived in the house and had students, we had an … Continue reading
I close my eyes and count backwards from ten: One, two, three images take shape From the recesses of my mind as I drift Into the darkness of sleep. Numbers torment me in disarray, Backwards, forwards, non moving, Sheathed faces … Continue reading
This was the subject matter of an email received from a friend today. No, she doesn’t have kids, but I found the above under ‘squeamish’ in google images and thought I’d just throw it in. Expecting a tale of gore, … Continue reading
Oh boy, are we getting plenty of that today! The day, or should I say early hours, started with heavy showers. Hubby was up pretty early and it was still coming down at 8.30. He suggested I stay in bed … Continue reading
Hubby took me shopping yesterday and I hated every moment of it. I can remember someone saying that you are only as disabled as someone thinks you are, and this came back to haunt me when we went in the … Continue reading
By day I walk with head held high, Mostly the Night would pass me by, Leave me alone and not to dwell On Life before, my Living Hell. Each day I wake, am grateful for The man alongside, whom I … Continue reading
Rumbling low in the distance, Feeling the change in air pressure, She’s alert, trembling, afraid. Up on all fours, pushing, nudging for safety. Winds howling in protest, rain lashing down, Lightning illuminates the bow, But the rolls of thunder scare … Continue reading
Hands up those of you who remember the magic paintbooks where you painted across the grey and white picture with water and it miraculously turned into glorious technicolour. Apart from painting, how many of you enjoyed colouring? Well, don’t laugh, … Continue reading
The light was pathetic. It didn’t matter how she angled it, or her, she couldn’t see it clearly, and couldn’t get a grip. It was so damn annoying! Her sensitive fingers could feel it, she knew it was there, but … Continue reading