Audio book

On a cold dark January day Jan Ravens brought my book to life and it is now available as a CD! It was a strange experience hearing me only not me and there were tears from all of us huddled into the RNIB studio in Camden Sue Hollick kindly offered to pay for the production and her daughter Abby produced it. Keith, my editor, and I listened attentively offering advice when needed. So now  I  am speaking! so to speak and at least my dad can now hear my book.

Mildred has my hands now.They are weak and curling inwards…turning into two disobedient things which won’t obey me. At night thought I can talk and eat and live as I used to do…and each morning I wake up and yearn to be back in my old life so badly thinking the nightmare might have ended and I will be transformed back into a healthy person.

Having sunk to the depths of despair over Xmas I am trying to keep living in the world. I went to watch the rugby…have been to the cinema…. Played scrabble! Lost painfully…..and we have booked a cottage for a week…..


Well here I am going live and becoming a blogger  which is a whole new experience for me it has to be said. The evenings are lighter and May approaches which is one year ago that I was given a year, roughly, to live. I am sitting here wondering if I will make it to  May  which seems a very strange thing to be writing. I suppose I should start thinking about my funeral just in case Mildred decides to finish me off in the next couple of months and then I will miss the third series of Homeland! Gutted!