Monthly Archives: April 2021

Jeff is still recovering from neurosurgery, but all in all is pleased he went through with the operation. I am still tired after not quite sleeping enough, and all that. This afternoon we watched most of the Duke of Edinburgh`s funeral, which was genuinely moving – the absence of large crowds gave it an eerie […]

I have my early school reports, from Redland High School for Girls, Bristol. Nothing too memorable, I imagine. I was never either top or bottom of any class, but two statements have stayed with me until now. At five and a quarter this was said: `Deborah is still rather slow in the cloakroom. Her number […]

I remember the day of the Queen`s coronation. We had bought a black and white television. Our house in Bristol (in Tyndall Avenue, and yes Tyndall was a slave trader among other things…) had three rooms on the ground floor. Dining-room, lounge, and Daddy`s study. In the lounge my mother had set out plates of […]

This has been a hard week. Last Monday Jeff had surgery at Queens Square Neurological hospital. A cervical laminectomy is the name of his operation, which was carried out by a skilled surgeon. Discharged on Friday he has had – as predicted – really bad pain, and needs regular doses of painkillers of various kinds. […]