My First Ray I am not happy. I am writing but I am not happy. I am grumpy and I still feel the residual sting of the exercise in my knees and big toes and the ball of my foot. I don't like it. I really and truly don't! Sulk as I might all day the truth is Me is very proud. Proud of the fact that I finally got off my bum and knelt to do the prescribed exercises. It's been a week since I last saw the physiotherapist and I can't fully explain the reason for stopping braps!-suh!

National Heroes Day gave a wonderful treat this year. Want to hear how My Sports Hero and a giraffe gave cause to pause and cheer?

You know how it guh- Christmas is propa Cris’mmmUs when you have sorrel and songs, laughter and lights, gifts and pure delight, fluffy...

When one is under a mountain of work on an ordinary day and an unexpected visit makes the week extraordinary.