Whistle

Not an Acme Thunderer, but it will help to reduce the stress on my vocal chords.

A gift from an esteemed colleague. Little things mean a lot.

Cannot wait for clocks to bounce forward. I need daylight - black moods are a bit too frequent for my liking.

A year ago today, my operation was cancelled at the eleventh hour, again.

Thoughts are with a friend who has lost her Dad today. I don't see my Dad as often as I would like, but I think about him (and my Mum) every day and I cannot begin to comprehend losing either of them. Much love Nancy, and to both my parents and step parents. Xx