Me and my mate MS

Today is the 7th anniversary of my Mum’s passing, a very emotional day for me and one that gets me thinking. I find it very cathartic to write down my thoughts and memories, so what better way than to write a blog post. When I was born I became Mum and Dad’s fifth child, as the years passed by Mum became both a Grandma and Great Grandma.     My earliest memory of my Mum was as a three year old riding my little red trike in the breakfast room under the table, and going round and round straight through a pile of dirt Mum had swept up. Mum looked at me raised her voice and said “Julie Hazel” but at the same time she had a great big smile on her face. Before moving to Buckinghamshire we lived in Coulsdon, Surrey. Mum organised my birthday parties they were always simple yet great fun with games of tug of war and oranges and lemons.     One year Mum and Dad took my brother and I out on a boat trip (but I might be wrong as my sister GAL took the...

  On the 10 th December I received the news that my Brother In Law – Trevor had died of a catastrophic brain haemorrhage. It is now ten months on and after speaking to my sister to check she was okay with it, I have decided to write a blog dedicated to Trevor.   Many people can vouch that I am not the best at remembering dates etc, so those that knew Trevor and read this need to know it is written with artistic licence when it comes to dates. I was at primary school when Trevor started courting my sister. It was March 1977 when Trevor and my big sister (that’s big as in eldest not size) were married and I was asked to be their bridesmaid.   Moving on 5 years I went to stay with Trevor and my sister (GAL) who gave me a quiet place with no distractions to be in while I revised for my O’Levels (for you younger people that’s GCSE’s). Until I moved away from home all my interaction with Trevor was done with my parents. I do think that I learnt from a...