Looking for the daffodils…

I’m currently looking for some daffodils; four bunches in particular. These ones. I saw them the morning my mum jumped from the Humber Bridge. I stopped to take a photograph and then got the shocking news and forgot about the image for a whole month. But today they’re still sleeping. On my walk along theContinue reading “Looking for the daffodils…”

How I Became A Single Parent …

I was nineteen and in the second year of my A levels when I found out I was pregnant. To say it was a surprise, would be an understatement. My boyfriend of two years – a soldier who was frequently away – was equally surprised, but initially supportive. I decided – in the iconic wordsContinue reading “How I Became A Single Parent …”