Admit it: you totally thought I'd just do one of these weekly diary posts I promised, and then forget all about them for the next four months, didn't you? Er, yeah, ...

... but it pours. And ain't that the truth? So, it's been a WEEK, folks. Honestly, there's no way to write this without me sounding like some kind of professional victim or something, ...

My first brush with mortality came at the age of three, when my Wee Gran died. Wee Gran was actually my great-grandmother - known as “Wee Gran” purely to differentiate her ...

So, just in case the universe wasn't challenging us enough right now, in the early hours of this morning, Terry ended up in the Accident & Emergency department of our ...