(Falling at) the Final Hurdle

Penned Friday 5th July 2019: I was just considering the disgusting prospect of writing a first draft of this blog on paper (ugh! Paper? What is this, the bloody dark ages?), when the nurse called me in for my consultation. And my two-and-a-half-hour Minor Injuries Unit stint was finally over, with a suspected 'badly sprained … Continue reading (Falling at) the Final Hurdle

Gym Virgin

I don’t know what it is about 2019 and trying out new things. First there was the choir, and that was stressful enough. Because, as you are by now fully aware, I really hate trying new things. But this week, I joined a gym! I’m always banging on about how I consider myself to be … Continue reading Gym Virgin