Autobiography

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Christmas in Bury St Edmunds - part 3

Boxing Day We decided we would have the in-house breakfast at the Premier Inn. There was a choice of a Continental breakfast for £6.99 and a Full...
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Christmas in Bury St Edmunds - part 2

Part 2 - Other Grandma's house Jeff drove us to Horringer, the suburb where he had grown up. He knew Bury a bit, as he had had a moped and was a...
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Christmas in Bury - part 1

The pattern for my Christmases is to alternate between my two daughters – one lives in Chester and the other in Shipley, Yorkshire. This year it was...

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Cold blood spills from self harm cuts, Red crimson, turning black, If you could live your life again, Would you ever want this back?
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The Paler Shade of White

'See last gold sun behind clouds, inked water in moonlight. No poems written to praise you, I write them white'. Carol Ann Duffy
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Party

Dear Philip, July 31, 2010

Hi Philip It certainly is not a day similar to that 43 years ago when we were married when it was 107º. It rained hard in the night, and although it...
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Glass is a Supercooled Liquid

I wasn't leaving her alone - not in that place, any more than I had to, but died and died again when they ushered me in...
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Walking on Saturn Day Three

Had a plan to take "children" (23 year old son, 18 year old daughter and 18s boy friend) to the supermarket for silly presents and food top up. We...

Dear Philip, June 20, 2010

June 20th, 2010 Hi Philip, Happy Father's Day. The girls couldn't come this weekend, so I visited you on their behalf. I must say your grave is...
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Walking on Saturn Day Two

There was a woodpecker on the bird table this morning, the glamourous pink and black kind. It made me think "movement" so in a while I will take...
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Sun, Moon, Stars and Rain

It's around lunchtime on Christmas Day, 2007, as we negotiate the maze of corrridors...an occasion I had been both dreading and looking forward to. She's smiling - sitting up in bed...resplendent in red, staying true to her star sign, Leo...

Dear Philip - June 23, 2010

Dear Philip This was not a particularly good week for me. On Wednesday, I woke up with the beginning of a bad back - but bravely took myself off to...
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Dear Phlip - May 18, 2010

May 18, 2010 Happy non-Birthday Hi Philip, I suppose one of the better things about being dead is that you will never get any older. Not that you...

Dear Philip, Spring, 2010

April 22, 2010 Hi again, Coffee time, and such a beautiful day. Yesterday was Susannah's fifth birthday. Remember when we were in America and had the...
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Nothing the Stone Baby

There is nothing I can do to make my husband better or his dying easy I thought today with bitterness that cats in that state are put down by vets in...
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Hospice of Horror

Hospice of Horror He is "unsettled today" (in spite of sedation including anaesthesia) meaning he reaches out with his arms and his legs thrash he is...
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That's Life The Conclusion

After working out a time to pick up my stuff, I finally got it all back and set up home with Kevin. We had a good year of living together. He was a...

That's Life ( Pt 20 )

Dear diary...pulling up outside the house with a feeling of trepidation not knowing what was to come next, I asked Kevin to hold my son, while I went...

Dear Philip December 15, 2009

December 15th, 2009 Hi Philip, I can't tell you much I miss our first half hour in bed with coffee (and tea for you) talking about anything and...

Leggings - the gangbangers...

oddly - no graphic details...

On Shaving

I must admit I don't shave my legs very much, except in the summer when if the temperature allows, I wear shorts. But I must also admit a miscarriage...
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Josh Rimmer

Sometimes if I am abroad on a cold winter night I am carried back to the sweet, turnippy, cow dung smell seeping past Josh Rimmer’s clumsy farmyard...
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That's Life ( Pt 19 )

Suddenly the words I'd uttered earlier about not wanting a man in my life, had gone completely out the door and the window. This new guy I'd now...
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That's Life ( Pt 18 )

Dear diary...I'd decided to go out for the rest of that day, unable to stick around the musty atmosphere of the house any longer, finding the fresh...

Leggings - the absence of light.

picture - space garlic taken by oldest daughter earlier this year.

Leggings - out in the evening...

the catnip fish design available in Knit Knack - http://www.amazon.co.uk/dp/B00VN28HRW/ * new design character out next year through the Knitters & Stitchers clubs...

Who We Were, Who We Are

Desperation, despair, grief. I write a poem to convey what once tore me in half. This is that poem. Please read it slowly.

A Hard Home To Call Home

A short, pithy poem detailing my thoughts on my childhood in as few words as possible. If it sounds familiar, feel free to get in touch, it would be nice to hear from you.
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A poem for Samuel - aged 3

We couldn't find her for ever so long When Grandma came on the train We were waiting along side the track And she was stood in the rain First we went...
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That's Life ( Pt 17 )

The doctor was kind enough to get back to me that very same afternoon, telling me that I would be getting a phone call from a housing association...

That's Life ( Pt 16 )

Dear diary...after a very rough night of not much sleep, I awoke with my son still in my arms. His face red, I thought immediately; Oh! No! There's...
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That's Life ( Pt 15 )

I caught the bus and returned to the house, full of my excitement at now having a son who could feed properly, just wanting to let the world know how...
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Result! (part 1)

Feeling thankful!

Authenticity

Trigger Warning: Suicide
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MRI and I

The short version of a long story...

An evening in Amsterdam

The wind is blowing so hard. The umbrella throws up its arms in despair, It is done. We are left in the dark, rain growing heavier with every passing...
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That's Life ( Pt 14 )

I was a million miles away in my thoughts, not only of the extreme emotions I'd felt in the past, but tears filled my eyes and my mind was whirling...
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That's Life ( Pt 13 )

I awoke that morning with all the agony and torment dispersed after a good night's sleep. My new companion even made a cup of tea and bought it to me...

That's Life ( Pt 12 )

Dear Diary...it was now Easter. My son went to spend time with his dad and gran for an extra long weekend, from Good Friday, till Easter Monday. I...
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'The Parting of the Ways'

For a neighbour, and dear friend, who passed away, suddenly, this morning, in their 93rd year.
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That's Life ( Pt 11 )

A note to the reader...at first I wasn't sure whether to add this part to my story, but after much consideration, I thought it might help anyone...

Day of contrasts

The morning was wet, as wet as you get – torrential rain slamming, drumming … when you’re 94 and can no longer dash through the downfall and splash … free for the afternoon – what should we do? … the rain has stopped … a lovely spot to walk, and talk … (now with requested recording!)

Leggings - the coat of memory.

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Early in the morning, a group of unfriendly's in the village, having one of their lovely little spiteful spats outside of the surgeries. A young...
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Seeing the Light

'There is a crack in everything, that's how the light gets in'...Leonard Cohen
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That's Life ( Pt 10 )

It was three weeks into living at the house, that I found a good doctor's surgery, which just happened to be down the road from where I was living...

Leggings - the ping...

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The Ping - possible electrical?
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That's Life ( Pt 9 )

Dear diary...without any heating in my room, I placed my son in his carrycot putting one of his bonnets on him, although it was nearly Spring, it was...
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A Passing (IP)

Under silent cityscape penumbra flits a linen shroud in billowing black.
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That's Life ( Pt 8 )

Dear diary...the next day being a Sunday, I wouldn't be able to get hold of my solicitor, I'd had to contact her about arranging to go back home to...

A Plea for Peace

I know human life is sacred, you think I'm really that dumb? I didn't want to kill a kid It hurt like hell... It wasn't "fun" And while we're on the...
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That's Life ( Pt 7 )

Dear Diary...It was lucky I was alert, with all the noise that was going on in the background of the hallway, my hearing must have been extra clear...

You've Got To Laugh, Haven't You?

Analysing humour is a dangerous business, particularly after a few pints!
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That's Life ( Pt 6 )

Once I'd managed to stop the tears, leaving the toilet I pulled myself together and made my way upstairs to the kitchen, with sore, red eyes and a...