I’m a World Cup Widow!

It’s bad enough playing second fiddle to the hubby’s mistress ‘Chelsea’ but the much hyped World Cup is here and it appears that I’ve now been relegated to the second division! The lounge is strewn with charts and newspapers endlessly talking about the groups, the...

Blogging for the reluctant osteopath

I know what you’re thinking about the topic of blogging – you’d rather run up your local High Street wearing nothing but turquoise nail polish!  But before you roll your eyes and head for the door, let me tell you that blogging doesn’t have to be difficult. As part of...

Inadvertently I attended a surgical procedure!

“Of course I’ll stay with him” I said to Toby’s nurse.  After all they were just popping a picc line into his upper arm with some local anaesthetic.  For the past 17 years, I’d always been with him while he had countless cannulas inserted.  How bad could this be?...