Fin had a Pekingese dog in her mouth this morning. Vronnie took her for a walk. Vronnie is Jack’s step mum. And a wonderful walker of Finster while the rest of us are in bed. Embarrassing but true. She came in from her house this … Continue reading Are You Still Here, Grandpa?
Jack came back from North Wales on Friday night. A lot of people were in the house – the girls, Pocket, Jack’s nephew Joe and his daughter Lola. We were all sitting around, watching a movie. Nothing special; bolognese for dinner and a bit of … Continue reading Kindness
‘That’s a question I’ve asked myself every day since September 5, 1977. I hadn’t known on September 4 that the following afternoon I would start keeping a diary, or that it would consume me for the next thirty-five years and counting. It wasn’t something I’d … Continue reading Sassy
‘Normally people have to work really hard to be in Set One… And you just c-rruise in and get put in all the top sets.’ A quote from Lulu’s friend Meghan. Lulu had asked her back, ‘What do you think I was doing at internet … Continue reading Try-Hard
It’s another quest. A verbal reflex. Jack’s therapist told him this phrase a year ago. Everything will be ok. It was missing from our lives at the time. I don’t say ‘Jack’s therapist’ lightly. It took twenty whole years before he was ready. But boy, … Continue reading Everything Will Be Ok
She barely slept. She says. I still had to wake her up this morning. But in fairness, once she was awake, she did get up. She got changed into her brand-new school uniform and sat down for breakfast. I made two pieces of toast with … Continue reading A Very Different Day
Lulu broke her glasses today. The day before she starts mainstream school. She broke them after being rude to her dad. Proper swearing rude. I know he’s annoying sometimes, but I don’t think she really can call him a f***ing c***. After all, she’s his … Continue reading For Happiness