The Saphire Ashes. 

Once a beauty,

Fulfilled her duty.

Loved, honoured, devoted,

Salty kisses coated.

His tongue lashes her bruises,

Twisted words falsely accuses.

Cruelty worse than burning blisters,

Marginalised her assisters. 

Covers her in deadly kisses,

His fist rarely misses.

Cracked and broken parts,

Deserved by filthy tarts. 

She glance...

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The Car Boot

I am skint.

I need to make a mint

I gathered all my junk.

Barbie’s pink bunk,

Shoes that gave me blisters,

A china doll and her sisters,

Air beds for camping, 

A table for revamping.

Some preloved books,

Some for cooks, 

Mary Berry full of tips

Slimming World low fat chips.

A cheese board,

I am bored. 

An old holiday suitcase, 

We’l...

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As many of you know I was left permanently disabled by a Stroke in November last year.  It has left me facing early ill health retirement.  It has affected my ability to write, speak and move and I am adapting to a life of assistance. It’s been the biggest challenge ever.  I tried prayer, faith and hope and despite improvement I still long for the life I had before. 

I wrote this whimsical...

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I had a stroke on the 9th November 2017.  The staff at Derby Hospital were amazing and saved my life. For this I am eternally grateful and for the help from OTs and Physios. The Stroke Association have also been amazingly supportive. The devastating results of the stroke have changed my life so much. I am left disabled at just 46 years old and my life will have to change as I am unable to res...

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