"Anyone who signs up to the stem cell register must have at least a minimal level of goodness," I was telling our guests on Saturday, not long before they went on their way. And it's true. You're offering to help a stranger – if you're found one day to be a match – with no benefit … Continue reading ♫ And you were there, my good man ♫
Terrible twos: remembrance of things past
I probably shouldn't have been celebrating with Prosecco, but last week I turned two. Before then, though, since my fabulous first second (second first?) birthday on 26th March last year, I had discovered that my first first birthday was pretty fantastic, too. Mariacristina and I were staying at my father's with my sister Harriet, her husband Duncan and … Continue reading Terrible twos: remembrance of things past
Seismic shifts in Pozzuoli – and life
If any place could symbolise how forces beyond your control can sweep into your life, bringing destruction, change but also surprising new opportunities and hope for the future, Pozzuoli's Rione Terra, in the heart of Campania's Campi Flegrei (Phlegrean Fields), is that place. The volcanic area of the Campi Flegrei is drenched in fascinating myth, history and geological phenomena. It's where … Continue reading Seismic shifts in Pozzuoli – and life
Imperfect 10: a defiantly different decade
My relationship with diaries is a troubled one (erm, happy belated birthday, everyone!), but a growing number of dates have been sticking in my mind. Back in March I celebrated my first second birthday, a year after my stem cell transplant. A few months later, as I celebrated my 33rd birthday and fourth wedding anniversary, I … Continue reading Imperfect 10: a defiantly different decade