The Dotage Diaries: The Craft Club

So how come I can remember what my homework was when I was eleven, but can’t remember which floor of the multi-story park I left my car an hour ago? Well, I am reliably informed that it is something to do with decreased blood flow to the brain.  I used to be able to stand on my head.  I wonder if I still can? It might be an idea to try to precipitate a rush of blood to my brains.

The Dotage Diaries: The Gradual Decline

I’m not sure when your dotage is supposed officially supposed to start, but I fear the tell-tale signs have been around for a while now.  Just small things.

The Dotage Diaries – The Terrible Twins: Alexa and Dot

When I was in my prime, my life evolved around my job.  Now, after too many years on the 9-5 treadmill doing something that was never me, I am finally living my life around doing what I enjoy doing the most. Working from home, life is great but, just having got into the swing of my new laid backContinue reading “The Dotage Diaries – The Terrible Twins: Alexa and Dot”

The Dotage Diaries – Turning into my mother

I have just had to sit down because I’ve had a bit of a shock.   I looked into the mirror and saw someone looking remarkably like my mother staring back at me. I swear I heard her say “Look at the state of your hair!”, which is even more worrying really, given that sheContinue reading “The Dotage Diaries – Turning into my mother”

The Dotage Diaries – Just another manic Monday

It’s almost the end of February 2017.  It feels like it should still be 2016.  It’s like I missed a year.  2015 turned out to be my year from Hell, my annus horribilis, so I spent 2016 blinkered, dealing with the fallout from 2015.  I did manage to churn out the first draft of my novel during that time, so something positive came out of it.

The Dotage Diaries – Insomnia Rules

Dotage Diaries – 13th February 2017 – Insomnia rules.  I haven’t been sleeping well. I woke at the crack of sparrows again after another disturbed night and threw open the curtains to see a bright red sky … a snow warning?  

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