Time of death

Tilly was born at 0056 on Saturday 26 May 2018. I’m sure you know that already. But I knew because they announce it, and they write it on the board. It also stops the giant clock on the wall. It is unambiguous. But the time of death is different. Less clear cut. They don’t actuallyContinue reading “Time of death”

Carrying on

On Saturday it’ll be ten weeks since Tilly’s short time with us. I will have completed my second week at work, and will continue to carry on. Whatever that means. As you all know, I was daunted about returning to work. I am pleased to say that my worries were short lived, as my colleaguesContinue reading “Carrying on”

My reading for Tilly

Tilly’s funeral on Friday was a success – if that’s the right word. To be honest, it’s hard to know what to say, and it’s hard to find the right word or phrase. ‘Went well’ doesn’t seem quite right, ‘nice’ and ‘happy’ don’t reflect the sadness of the event and ‘ok’ is too lacking inContinue reading “My reading for Tilly”

The only man in the room

Hello everyone. As you’ll notice, I’ve not blogged for some time. Previously, I largely blogged about my weight-loss journey (I’ll let you know if I ever find the right route for this), and the name of the blog reflected the gender-balance at weight-loss groups. I’ll likely blog about this again in the future, but nowContinue reading “The only man in the room”