Who’s that girl?

Some days I wonder just who I am. Even when it is supposed to be about me I end up feeling it’s about him. “I’m making a private appointment for you. The GP isn’t helping you.””I don’t want to go.””Well if you don’t go, I’m refusing any further treatme…

Lost in translation

Today I’d like to tell you all about our journey to Solfest. We decided as it was such a long way towing “Connie” our trusted trailer tent and with Mike still not being 100%, that we would stop off half way and camp for the night. So we found a really …