The train chugs out of the city. It’s busy in the Quiet Carriage and, it must be said, not quiet. All around me there are sounds: whispering, coughing and spluttering, the rustle of newspapers. People begin to settle and the sounds fade. Have stuffed Little Suitcase to bursting and yet am still wearing a coat, […]
“Scott Finebaum has just had his fifth daughter’s bat mitzvah. Funny – I didn’t realise that he had five daughters,” one elderly lady says to another. They’re in the front row and I’m in the one behind them. We’re waiting for the class to start: “Modern British Prime Ministers: 1900 -2015.” “That’s private insurance for […]
Am still suffering with my severe cold, but have done a good thing: have booked a course for this term. It’s called “Modern British Prime Ministers: 1900 to 2015” and it starts tomorrow at 2pm. So must attempt to be better by then. Am very pleased with self that have organised this. Now will have […]
“I’m just going to find some clean gym clothes – the purple set – and then when you leave I can go to the gym,” I say to Mum. We’re at the flat. Mum is helping me to change my bed. In fact, Mum is changing my bed and I’m sitting on the floor, watching. […]
“I’m not sure what I’m going to write about this in the blog,” I tell Mum. We’re walking around the dahlia show-ground at a nearby garden centre. “Why don’t you write a discourse on the different types of dahlia?” Mum says. “Because that isn’t relevant,” I say. “That’s not what the blog is for. It’s…” […]
Waking up from my afternoon sleep, sitting up in bed, switching my phone on, I look at the time. 4.59pm. Pushing the panther over to the other side of the bed, squeezing out from under his heavy embrace, I make a list in my head of things-that-need-doing: 1. Washing up that’s in the sink. […]
Happy Bipolar Awareness Day everyone! Am aware of my mental disorder everyday, of course. So are my parentals and my brother. There’s never a day that isn’t dominated by my mood – even after sixteen years of illness, treatment, coping strategies and so on. When my mood is up – which is around 60% of […]
“What are you going to do today darling?” Mum says as we turn off the motorway towards my flat this morning. “Go to the gym, have lunch, have a sleep,” I say. Didn’t sleep well last night and the chest MRI was horrible and my arm hurts where the cannula has just been removed. Seb […]
Waking up with a start from my afternoon sleep, I realise that it’s 5.19pm. Squeezing myself out from under the panther who’s sprawled across the bed, I sit up. Argh. It’s home-and-self-care-day today, which means: 1. Put away last week’s washing that is still on the airer. 2. Hang up washing in the machine. 3. […]
5.29pm and I’m on my bike at the gym. Achieved a long walk this morning and am exhausted but it’s a beautiful day and am capitalising on this by staying out-of-the-house for a bit longer. “And you’ve got to lose a stone,” the panther says. He’s stretched out in front of the window, watching the […]
