Red lines and Rainbow flags

The next morning, I found myself walking up the staircase of Shire Hall as a new councillor and greeting the CEO and fellow councillors.  It reminded me somewhat of being back on the stage in a production of ‘My Fair Lady’ in the Ball scene, as the rather nervous Freddie Eynsford-Hill. I was therefore doubly…

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Thy Kingdom Come

How quickly were the days following that Easter Sunday and soon I was no longer thinking about drain covers, wobbly pavements and even wobblier political policies (although to be completely honest, I think once you have been a Councillor, you don’t really ever stop noticing those things.  Indeed the civic geek in me used to…

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Furniture Graveyard

It was a grey day – as grey as Eeyore – but considerably colder. Not the best weather to be leaving hospital. But I was grateful and apprehensive to be doing so. With my armoury of pharmaceuticals and so many leaflets I could barely carry them in my precarious state, I left Papworth with my…

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and Eeyore came too…

To my surprise, and something of a blessing, throughout my recovery I haven’t lost my appetite, nor mostly my sense of humour. I was therefore unexpectedly tucking into a meal whilst on HDU which certainly helped in regaining strength and normality. On being transferred to the cardiac ward there was something of the apprehension of…

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Jelly and Ice cream?

What a beautiful sound: The chink of ice! Sadly not in a long gin and tonic-I’m sure I was promised one of those today?- But instead a  whole jug of iced water. Then again, given I was lying in a bed on the high dependency unit with plastic tubes coming out of places I dare…

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Facing Dragons…

I woke the next morning to be shaved (yet again) And is often the way life, when you’ve been waiting for something for so very long, and imagining exactly how it will be it and how it will be said: suddenly it  just happens when you stop thinking about it . I looked up and…

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Life Changed In A Heart Beat

Sometimes in life we just know when something is wrong.  I was walking around one of Cambridge’s many green spaces, but not with my usual spring of step and sense of purpose.  On this occasion I felt like an octogenarian crossing the Savannah’s of Africa rather than on an afternoon constitutional. Some weeks before on…

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