Witnessing Movie History

I was allowed to sit in the Director’s chair!  This chair was made of light wood and was foldable.  It had black material for the seat and the back rest was of the same black material but with one difference; in bold white capital letters, the word ‘DIRECTOR’.  This was no ordinary chair.  Here, in […]

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Keep It Real

I am a Writer for ‘Parkinson’s Road’ global support community. “Life seems sometimes like nothing more than a series of losses, from beginning to end.  That’s the given.  How you respond to those losses, what you make of what’s left, that’s the part you have to make up as you go.” – Katharine Weber. One […]

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You Can Do Parkinson’s

I am a Writer for ‘Parkinson’s Road’ global support community. One of the difficulties that the members of Parkinson’s Road global support community often ask me about, is their sense of frustration, powerlessness and despair at the realisation their diagnosis has changed them forever.  Indeed, as a person with Parkinson’s myself, I too am well […]

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When Identity is Withdrawn

I am a Writer for ‘Parkinson’s Road’ global support community. Identity is a significant subject for people living with a chronic health disease/illness or disability. For some, the chronic health problem or disability is with them from birth.  In those cases the person’s identity, as being someone living with a chronic health problem or disability, […]

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Festive Tears on Standby

I am a Writer for ‘Parkinson’s Road’ global support community. Life is a Rollercoaster. For me, this has been a landmark year.  With the high points including the many fun gatherings with family and friends, making wonderful new friends, a move to focusing on developing my writing career, taking up new study,  achieving a long […]

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Avunculus B

He never once objected All the times I sought his view When I called on him for wisdom He would know just what to do Whether I contacted him by letter Or by a telephone call When I found a new Big Problem He would make my worry small From the time I was a […]

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Pater

What was that? I asked myself I asked when he had gone A life so big and mighty Wow!  Astonishing things he’d done From by The River, whence he came And The Green at which he grew Playing tuba with the Saintly bands Big dreams ran through and through He discovered a new Brotherhood Of shadows and blood war […]

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