Author Archives: thepogblog
A Moderate or rough; mainly fair Tuesday.
Yesterday was a mixed bag. I had lovely Mum when I was videoing, slightly nuts Mum is Tesco (she got obsessed with finding ‘the thing that hasn’t bee there for ages but we used to get and I know where … Continue reading
An open letter to the Blue Badge People
Dear Blue Badge People, You’re kidding, right? I mean, thanks for the reminder that in April that Mum’s Blue Badge (known as the Blue Peter Badge in our family) was due to run out in four months. I did think … Continue reading
The more chaotic than usual Tuesday
Why? Because I decided to help my sisters out with summer holiday child care I’d have Little Pea and Little Wisp along on my Tuesday with Mummy W. It was chaos…but good chaos mostly 🙂 (Although the lovely cashier in … Continue reading
Ten years ago…it started with a fridge
Ten years ago I did possibly the bravest thing I will ever do in my life. It started with a fridge. It’s a long story that I wrote a separate blog about, but with a huge amount of support from … Continue reading
The Puzzle solving Tuesday
It turns out that Mum has forgotten that she is a demon knitter. Post stroke and with her slightly muddled head it’s the skill she could still do without thinking. Last winter we had hats and scarves made for us … Continue reading
Log flumes and Rollercoasters
Last Tuesday I took Mum to have lunch with a friend. Then I went for lunch with a friend. And it was lovely. But apart from that, last Tuesday was a tricky day. When I got to Mum and Dads … Continue reading
Broaching a tricky subject…and not being amazingly successful 🤦🏼♀️
After our hospital excitement the week before last I took both Mum and Dad to their GP; Mum because the hospital told me to in order to get her an MRI scan and Dad because his breathing was worse than … Continue reading
The Dog based Tuesday
This week at Tesco after buying a large number of puddings (to try to entice Dad to eat a little more): And balancing these with – shock, horror!- fresh vegetables (because the steps to the cellar which houses the freezer … Continue reading
Changes and a 999 call
I’ve always been a bit fascinated with change. I think my biggest personal change was going from a quite committed spinster life in a teeny tiny house in Bumpkinsville, filled almost entirely with me, Norman cat, an awful lot of … Continue reading
Hello again, Ithaca
If you scroll waaaay back on this blog you’ll find posts from holidays in Ithaca. Mum and Dad have been going for 17 years. Sometimes I tagged along, sometimes we all did. We are lucky in some ways that the … Continue reading