There is a lot in my mind at the moment. In contrast, there has been very little on my social media. I have every thought but nothing to say. There have been blog posts, begun and abandoned, the task of compiling more than a few sentences on an Instagram story seeming too overwhelming. [Above is … More All The Things I Didn’t Say
In my blog post On Moving To Paradise (and Taking Hell with Me) I talked about moving temporarily to a beautiful place but having to accept that the difficult side of my life couldn’t be left behind. (Above is a video where I read this blog post out in full, the video of me singing … More Beautiful Places
I’m on holiday. It doesn’t always feel like it. Holidays seem to be sold as a time when you leave all your cares or troubles at home, taking all your best clothes and your ‘beach body’ with you. I have a problem with all of that. Going in reverse order: on the face of it … More Take ME Away With You
On Saturday (21st of April) the sunshine was too good to miss so I went out for a ‘walk’ in my new dress which surprised me by arriving very quickly from the seller on eBay. I’m not too keen on making posts purely about an outfit, mostly focused on photos with no substantial written content … More Wheelchair, Walks and Vintage Style
Today I’m sharing a long overdue chat with Imali of the Pumpkins and Planners blog who is a disability representative in her college’s student unions. Imali is both a course rep within the student council and a disability advocate at her college (More on what these mean in a moment). We’ve been long distance friends … More Imali: Disability, College & Student Voice
Welcome to my perfect excuse to share a set of wonderful photos of me in a 1950s dress, taken by my (long suffering) mother in a hotel while we were on holiday (but… Not actually staying in a four star hotel. Shsss). The dress is my only extravagant vintage purchase as a truly stunning early … More My Vintage Collection: 1950s
Not your average handbag tour: This post is focused on the amount of practical things I fit in such a compact bag and how switching to a small bag has helped take a lot of stress out of my occasional trips out! … More What’s in my Charlotte Elizabeth handbag?
A deceptively simple question. As much as I can like posts stating ‘YOU ARE NOT DEFINED BY YOUR DISABILITY!‘ in some artistic typeface or other on Instagram and say that you can’t feel like a disabled person (devoted a whole blog post to that one), the fact remains that my life would be very different … More Who Would I Be if I Wasn’t Sick?
A pipe leaked. The house stealthily flooded. We had to leave. My mum was left to find us a place to live as the insurance company seemed incapable or unwilling to come up with anything suitable. Standard rented accommodation was out: we needed a 3 month let and they all demanded 6. Despite the Airbnb … More on Moving to Paradise (and Taking Hell With Me)
This relationship between myself and my delightful clothes is one of both love and hate: I love them, they hate my body (not to mention having no appreciation for the discomforts that are just a small part of chronic illness). Getting dressed is an often thoughtless part of an automatic morning routine. Often. Not always. … More My Relationship With Getting Dressed
