Why I Seldom Check My Breasts

The fear of discovering breast cancer is one which I suspect I share with many women. Because we’d all rather enjoy another carefree day.

What if we could learn to ask: having a bad head day?

The road forward is never a straight line. It throws kinks, curves and the occasional traffic jam. This is true for everyone. We all have days that excel in being awesome or awful. And if we have the concept of bad hair days, what if we could also introduce bad head days?

The Unexpected Dilemma of a Sick Rescue Dog

For any other rescue dog owners out there, this story might be worth bearing in mind if your own dog falls sick.

Why I’m anti antibiotics and how they saved my life

How dare the meat industry ET AL  surreptitiously dose me to death with the very substances that I may yet rely on to save my life?

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Why a 20th Memorial Anniversary Dinner was a Fabulous Idea

The dinner party, held in Agneta’s honour — and more importantly — in her spirit, morphed from an initial hugging orgy among people who hadn’t met for two decades into a complete boozy hoot.

A trough of self-doubt and what I did about it

Personal doubt is a tricky beast; a mental prey that stealthily circles the outer reaches of our consciousness until it swoops and plucks the heart out of contentment — a basic ingredient for happiness.