I woke from my rest this afternoon to the horrible news of a knife attack at London Bridge. I immediately checked in with my friends and family who could’ve been in the area, including King Russell whose work is nearby.… read more
My niece Bean is two-and-a-half and she loves building structures with blocks – she calls them ‘structions’. The blocks we play with are the same ones that Fat Sister and I had as kids.
I have poor dexterity in my … read more
This morning I left the castle for the first time in almost a week after a nasty infection kept me in bed for several days. Feeling better and keen to get out I went to meet one of my oldest … read more
My sister had a BBQ yesterday. It was a small gathering of about fifteen close friends. I could see that her two-year-old daughter Bean was very excited by the party but also a bit overwhelmed by so many lovely people … read more
It’s been a very sunny day, and this morning was particularly warm and glorious.
Fat Sister, King Russell and their two-year-old daughter Bean came over first thing and we sat in the garden enjoying the weather and the prospect … read more
Almost two years ago something remarkable happened: Fat Sister had a baby, my beautiful, brilliant, hilarious niece, Bean.
I’ve worked with children for about twenty years but they’ve always been five years or older and I had limited … read more
I’ve loved drawing for as long as I can remember. In fact when I was learning to write and finding it difficult I used to imagine each letter as a drawing. When I left school I studied art and went … read more
My grandad kept a diary for most of his life. In some ways it was very detailed and in others, very general. He noted the wildlife that had visited his garden, the miles the car had done, and who he’d … read more
My niece Bean loves animals but as a Londoner she doesn’t get loads of opportunities to see them, apart from on TV and the kitty that hangs out in her garden. She’s also much more into looking at them than … read more
My two year old niece Bean looked at my feet and said:
“No, Aunty Touretteshero, not needed.”
She was right of course; I didn’t really need to be wearing flippers in the house, though as a wheelchair user I could … read more