Adoption: Ensuing Relationships There are casualties of the system, and today I still bear the aching scars of the bleaker side of this process....
As a recently-divorced, single mother of my 9-year old son Stefan, my world was shattered one day in 1982, by a piece of news...
Many years ago, at nine years of age, my son was fighting a particularly aggressive form of Leukaemia, when he frequently asked me, if...
At ten days old, I was adopted into a family of strict Baptists, Elsie the mother, Frank the father, John my adoptive brother, nearly...
Nearly three years ago, the majority of British voters, chose to leave the European Union. The fact that they never voted to join it,...
Leading up to «All Saints’ Day», where people go to the graves of their dearly departed and spruce them up, I came across a...
‘Tis nearly time to rejoice again in Yuletide festivities and frolics, as relished in times of old, when one was more readily excited about...
Peanut is a mini-pooch – in fact she’s microscopic A fluffy little bundle and an energising topic You have to toss a titbit so...
I first became enraptured with the taste, the smell and the texture of crab as a small child, when I was assigned the task...