Shortest, darkest day
Another Winter Solstice arrives and I wonder how a whole year has passed since I wrote this. It was written after enjoying a beautiful frozen walk with Albert, but when my heart was heavy...
Another Winter Solstice arrives and I wonder how a whole year has passed since I wrote this. It was written after enjoying a beautiful frozen walk with Albert, but when my heart was heavy...
When I let my mind return to the final moments with Susie-Belle, I am as disturbed by it now, seven years on, as I was then. It feels like seven seconds ago.
Exactly three years on from Angel joining our home and eleven months since Renae dying and my sense of time is weird.
Whilst we soaked up the atmosphere, enjoyed the architecture, views and history, many centuries worth of aromas that infused the cobbles provided Susie-Belle and Renae with their amusement Saving Susie-belle, 2014 I wrote those...
Back at the start of the month I was invited by BBC Radio Cambridgeshire to talk about Schnauzerfest. The charity had been awarded a £1000 #movementforgood award. The timing of the interview and the...
The first thing I wanted to do when I got back from my trip and long drive south was to walk the dogs. Not only to be with them, but to get out into the countryside I’ve come to love and call home.
It felt like no sooner had I left than I was back but in the days I was away my appreciation of Schnauzerfest supporters increased a million fold.
Suzie died peacefully and that is a small comfort in the sadness of Suzie’s long life. May this innocent soul rest in peace.
Yesterday was Michel’s birthday (and Albert Claude’s), and I said we were whipping out to a local restaurant with friends for lunch, which is a rare event for us. We don’t eat out much,...
I’m writing my fifth book which revisits a dark time for me. But the dogs kept my problems in perspective and Facebook memories tell me this.