A Drake's Progress
Sunday, 16 May 2021
Prader-Willi Syndrome is a train ride. An old-fashioned, steam-billowing, noisy, tooting train ride. Staying on the tracks is tough, corneri...
Sunday, 4 October 2020
My girl is 22 today. As you can see from the photo, hair-brushing was not first on the agenda this morning, but opening presents was. Her lo...
Wednesday, 10 June 2020
My daughter spent a long time tackling a college task today; she had to write independently about how she has been affected by life in lock...
Thursday, 21 May 2020
Day Twenty Six
So it’s done. After 25 blogs in 26 days I rashly vowed to let my son loose on my hair with electric clippers in what was ...
Wednesday, 20 May 2020
Day Twenty Five
I like a big finish. Tomorrow will be the last of my 26 blogs in 26 days to raise money for the Prader-Willi Syndrome Association, the ...
Tuesday, 19 May 2020
Day Twenty Four
I just fell through a portal into the past. The sight of our newborn baby girl in an incubator in the hospital's Special Care Ba...
Monday, 18 May 2020
Day Twenty Three
I am used to random queries from my daughter. My favourite ever was: “Is Hitler in the school toilets?” The answer, which should come as...
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