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
Over the years I have traveled to Belfast numerous times. But always for work. I only ever see the airport, the journey to the office,
For the last ten years we have gone to the Heybridge (not Henley) Regatta. A chance to soak up our island’s boating traditions. Apart from
On a hot, Saturday morning I made my way into work to join Royal College of Midwives members, their friends and families and a handful of