Just keep swimming…

For as long as I can remember I have been very competitive. As I grew up, my thirst for competition was quenched nicely as I did a lot of swimming. My favourite event was the 50 metres freestyle. I would like to say the the 50 metre freestyle 'chose me' but it was certainly me … Continue reading Just keep swimming…


Joe goes to the Isle of Wight.

Quite often when I take Joe out for the day he begs me to take him home. Joe loves the comfort of places he knows.  Over the Easter weekend Joe and I (along with some family members) went to the Isle of Wight. Oddly he did not ask to go home once. Over the weekend … Continue reading Joe goes to the Isle of Wight.

Green-fingered Joe.

I leave the house in a sleep-deprived haze. However it has started to be lifted this week as I can see some bulbs starting to grow. I have developed a sense of enjoyment for gardening over the past few years. I particularly enjoy the feeling of turning something pretty messy into something slightly more attractive.  … Continue reading Green-fingered Joe.

Showers, chips and non-league football.

'It's a woman's prerogative to change their mind'.  This quote apparently comes from 1616. This weekend I was reminded sometimes to switch the word 'woman's' to 'Joe's' Joe spent Friday at Little Gate Farm. He came home muddy, tired and happy. However he was not able to tell us much of what he did.  This … Continue reading Showers, chips and non-league football.