One Little Lump
On 14th December 2019 I found a lump in my left breast. I’d been out cycling and was showering afterwards and something just felt wrong, weird, different. I didn’t for …
The Hill
I don’t know how many times I’ve cycled up Essich Hill to the south west of Inverness. More times than I can remember for sure. Enough times that if I …
And finally
I’m sitting at the breakfast bar in The Byre kitchen. This is where I perch most days to work, the heart of our home. In daylight I can look across …
On Reflection
Today I have my first year check up since my op. I’ll go to the hospital, have a mammogram on my good breast and my onconoplastic surgeon will look at …
Bruised
In a landscape that offers up no end of breathtaking days today is a jewel in the crown. I walk down to the loch side, standing to squint as the …
This is my Church
This morning the air is so cold each breath feels thick on my tongue and catches the back of my throat as we pick our way along the icy track …
F**k Normal
This week I’ve been snagged by the word ‘normal’, kind of a dull, grey, word at best. Normal doesn’t sound like she’d stay out all night, doing drugs and shagging …
Bored With This Now
I’ve been quiet for a few weeks. Struggling to write. Until this point the words have just poured out but just now, I can’t quite work out how to wrestle …
Cancerversary
It’s a year. A whole 12 months. How can this be? I know dates and markers in the sand don’t really mean anything, but we reach for them and wrap …
underwired
I need to throw away my old bras. I’ve known this for some time but maybe that turn of the year, spring clean thing, is kicking in. It suddenly feels …