Monthly Archives: April 2016

Build Your Own Skaro: the Biopsy which Wasn’t

Posted on April 28, 2016 by Sheila N

Yesterday, I went to hospital for a(nother) biopsy. Except, it didn’t happen. The lovely woman who tried to explain why gave it three goes before I told her not to attempt a third. After all, “Life is uncertain – eat … Continue reading →

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Winging It: Shakespeare, Cancer, & Me

Posted on April 25, 2016 by Sheila N

“Billy said it better.” – “The Sign in Sidney Brustein’s Window”, Lorraine Hainsbury … but Billy’s not here, having shuffled off this mortal coil 400 years ago on Saturday (23 April), on the same date as his birth, 53 years … Continue reading →

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Going … Moaning … Gone?

Posted on April 17, 2016 by Sheila N

Warnings for: extreme grumpiness; self pity; & slightly soppy nostalgia. Oh & if you want a song, it’s probably this. I have lost my original accent, though I’m continually told this is not the case. It’s gone: gone like my … Continue reading →

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Same Town, Different Wheels

Posted on April 10, 2016 by Sheila N

In my last post, I wrote about how the sound of my own wheels drove me (kinda) crazy. My recovery – I know this is a controversial word in some circles, but damn it I’m using it anyway – is … Continue reading →

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The Sound of Your Own Wheels

Posted on April 3, 2016 by Sheila N

“I am not you, thou art not he or she; they are not they.” (1) This is the song that came on the radio, whilst I was sitting in a cafe earlier this week. Somehow, it seemed apt Gods bless … Continue reading →

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