‘Isla, do you like America?’ ‘I love it.’ ‘Mumma used to live here.’ ‘Where? In the toilet?’ We were in the bathroom. Although, she can be sarcastic, too. Not her fault. And I should say Isla and Neil were in the bathroom. I can’t even fit myself in most accessible stalls, let alone go with my kid, so Neil was on bathroom trips while we were in NY. They were in the bathroom and I was enjoying an iced cinnamon…
When The Accessible Hotel Room Is Inaccessible
30th August 2017The first thing we thought about when planning THE TRIP was finding a wheelchair-accessible place to stay on Long Island. I love my Mom, but having three extra people in her house would not be a clever thing to do. We thought about renting a room in a house, but couldn’t find a place accessible for me that was also kid-friendly. Now. I like staying in hotels. I especially like staying in hotels rooms with bathrooms I can take a…
Where Everybody Knows Your Name?
22nd August 2017Hello! Picture it: A relaxed but working writer on her laptop in a coffeeshop. Sipping coffee and eating a complicated but delicious sandwich. Inspired by the coffee shop music of various conversations punctuated by random laughter and maybe some tears. Inspired by her coffee and her complicated but delicious sandwich. Setting the scene out the window. Or at the next table. Happily caffeinated and writing words. That writer WAS NOT me. I know I said I’d be blogging throughout the…
My mother lives on Long Island (My accent changes when I speak to her but that may be another post.) Last week, she said ‘a storm is brewing, but it won’t be as bad as a hurricane.’ Today, I awoke to news reports of the East Coast closing off and shutting down. I got worried. Part of me wanted to be back there (it happens occasionally), stocking up on batteries and board games like everyone else. As a kid, storms…
I recently finished Warm Bodies, a post-apocalypse love story in which one of the couple happens to be a zombie with other zombie friends. I was going to say it’s not my usual, but I’ve decided I don’t have a go-to genre anymore. I’ll read anything. If it’s good. But of course I won’t know if it’s good until I read it. I can’t say no to anything, really. Especially a book I can read in one night while Sarge…


