Kate's Blog
Follow me if you will as I try to navigate through the ups and downs of my world.
I'm writing this blog to help me make sense of all that has happened - from my diagnosis with non-Hodgkins lymphoma while pregnant with my third child in May 2008, through to my reflections on chaotic family life as I try to pick up the pieces of my life again.
The kids are so small, and I'm working hard to keep us all safe and to stay in remission.
Stay with me - it won't be all doom and gloom I promise!
I'm writing this blog to help me make sense of all that has happened - from my diagnosis with non-Hodgkins lymphoma while pregnant with my third child in May 2008, through to my reflections on chaotic family life as I try to pick up the pieces of my life again.
The kids are so small, and I'm working hard to keep us all safe and to stay in remission.
Stay with me - it won't be all doom and gloom I promise!
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I cannot help but feel that something was lost when Thatcher went after all the Crusties by wheeling out the police force from counties as far north as Cumbria. Nowadays, it's all Grammar School kids opening Moet with the bumper of the landrover while slumming it in a 5* Yurt. The whole thing is so un-English.
What on earth happened to crates of Buckfast and Newcastle Brown. Where the celebration of the Solstice was turned into a proper Bacchanal, English-style.
I know! My Brother-in-law is there - him and hte mrs hired an old campervan, ditched the baby with the in-laws and are currently cavorting in the sun. God, I feel old as I build my Ikea wardrobe!
I hear Rolf Harris was a star - that's so funny! It looks great, especially in the sunshine - I never fancied the mud bath.
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