Were the winters colder way back then?
They always seemed to be. I can remember sitting in the windowsill and watching the snow falling and saying 'Ally ally aster, snow snow faster'...and it would do.
The world was coated in white soft stuff....and I loved it.
We would badger Ma to let us out to play in it.
Well wrapped up in thick coats, scarves, gloves and wellies we would go out and roll in the stuff......we would stand in the yard looking up at the gunmetal sky and let...

When things are not going so well, and life seems all uphill I remember what an old lady told me after I was bemoaning the fact that hubby had had a stroke and was feeling down and expected to die at any moment.
During those very dark days I used to worry about him.
I would go out to work and worry that I would find him either dead, or unconscious behind the door.
I didn't know how to cope with either of these eventualities, though as a nurse I was of a very practical nature....

We have been to the hospital for the results and as we were both expecting the chemo hasn't worked. They were hoping it might shrink the cancer cells but the scan shows it hasn't. They can't operate on this lung as rather than a mass of cancer this is cells dotted about.
Hubby now has to have some stronger chemo starting next Tuesday. The plan is to give him six doses over twelve weeks providing his blood count doesn't drop to low. If that happens the treatment is delayed for a week to give...

Well don't know what went wrong but I did a blog entry earlier and can't get it onto the site Knowing me I have pressed the wrong button somewhere. Anyway we will have to wait and see if you ever get to read it. It basically told you the history of my hubbies battle with cancer, which I won't go into again for chance I manage to get the original entry onto the site. Suffice to say that tomorrow is results day letting us know if the chemo has worked or if he needs any more. I will leave...

Telling the story about the bath nights made me remeber lot of other childhood incidents.
I'm not going to tell you them today. Today I will give you a little peep into my background.

We were a large family, there were seven children (mother was a catholic, father was a methodist....they got the method wrong...seven times)...and we were poor.
We lived in a two up, two down terraced house with a shared yard.....an outside lavvy, which was a 'long drop'......and as you know,...