Not much to say this week as I have spent a lot of my time in bed with either food poisoning (indian takeaway) or a
The world is a dangerous and uncertain place. But the panic and fury this week was nothing to do with Brexit, the Russian threat or
Tomorrow is the third anniversary of having my heart stopped and repaired. Time has passed quickly but at the same time it feels a lifetime
My blog last week generated a number of comments on the reluctance of older women (and possibly men) to step onto the gym floor. One
The first week of September. The first week of the school year. This can only mean one thing. No not just the return of Strictly
This weekend I climbed Pen-y-Fan, a mountain in South Wales, with two friends, Lisa and Kirsty, who I’d previously climbed Ben Nevis, Scarfell Pike, Snowden
I am a week behind on my 60 for 60 blog. This is solely due to knocking off a few dozen brain cells last weekend.
My first weekend without any plans. No nights away. No drinking far in excess of what I’m suppose to according to my pharmacy prescriptions. No
Frustratingly I was half way through writing my blog when my iPad shut itself down and all was lost. So I’m just going to showcase
It is now three years since my fateful visit to a Harley Street clinic to be told that I had a heart condition that would
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