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Farewell My Lovely*

Writing this with a heavy heart, but have decided to put this blog on hold for the time being.  My energies and enthusiasms are more engaged at present with my new cycling, bipolar and sportswear blog: Www.rapidcyclistwordpresscom.wordpress.com Can’t write two blogs everyday and it is making me stressed trying to keep up with both of […]

The Portrait Of A Lady*

A Ginuary triumph: The Portrait of A Pink Lady:   He looks even better in a photo with this person, my new Triceratops Chanukiah:   You can see them together in the attached photo. Am sitting in the bath, removing my pink micropore from my scars. Seeing an infected corner, with a stitch still in there, […]

The Anniversary Man*

“I got you a little something, for our anniversary and Valentine’s Day,” I say to Seb when he calls yesterday. “When’s Valentine’s Day?” Seb says. “February 14th,” I say.  Surely he ought to know this, but then again maybe it’s a good sign that he doesn’t: it means he hasn’t been wining and dining a […]

The Shanghai Gesture*

One characteristic of manic depressives is a tendency to become obsessed with people, subjects or things.  Have learned about a variety of subjects because of my disorder: from Robbie Williams to Akitas and from Michael Ballack to the Icelandic horse.  These obsessions can become expensive, and tend to last for the duration of a hypomanic […]

A Siege Of Bitterns*

“Tanya, it’s Seb,” Mum calls through the bathroom door. “Where?” I shout. “On the phone,” Mum calls. “On my way,” I shout, hauling myself out of the bath, pulling my towel round me. “So, the thing about garden birds is that they’re an artificially sustained population,” Mum is saying into the phone when I make […]

Dragonfly*

“How was it darling?” I text Seb at 2.34pm.  The exam started at midday so must be finished by now, I think. “Not too bad, not sure really,” he replies.  “Should pass.  How are you my lovely?” “Am OK,” I say. The phone rings.  It’s Seb. “Hello my darling,” I say. “Hello my lovely,” he […]

The Trowie Mound Murders*

“So, it won’t be as bad as last time,  will it, since the cancer wasn’t even in the skin on my left side?” I say.  Am at the hospital, talking to my radiologist about upcoming radiotherapy. He stares at me.  “On the contrary, we didn’t zap all the cancer in your skin on your right […]

Lost For Words*

Ridiculously tired after a full day of spin, shopping, walk, writing the other blog and bath.  Mind has gone blank.   This evening, still need to: 1.  Make gin cocktail for Ginuary:  www.ginuary.com, http://www.ginuary.org.  Have some freshly-squeezed apple juice so will use that. 2.  Reapply dressings which have come off scars.  Tried to photograph them […]