Daffodils in August

By mneme - About Me - E-mail this page - Add to My Favorites - Add to Blog List - See other blogs in Nonfiction

Monday, January 5, 2009

Second leg

I sound quite bright here. I had forgotten about being so ill before we left - Campilobacter can be quite debilitating, and was. The culprit turned out to be defrosted chicken, likely underdone, at one of the many barbecues we went to in the few weeks before we left. There were jokes about 'barbies'... Sign in to see full entry.

The confusion begins

I begin this long memoir in September, 1990. When I look back, seventeen years of my life have been directed by others. I am on my own now, and while it's a little frightening at times, I sleep a lot better at night. Wednesday 5 th September, 1990 11:15pm It’s hard to believe that only a week ago we... Sign in to see full entry.

About this Blog

I have had an unsually complicated life for a long time, and I didn't ask for most of it. I spent almost eighteen years as an expatriate from my home in England and it has been something of a challenge. In writing my story I may be able to unscramble it, assess it and, I hope, turn my experiences to some good. If this helps others in some small way that will be something I guess. It is very much a woman's perception of the effects of undertaking such a venture, at the personal level but also of the impact on family life, which still reverberates and in fact magnifies when the children become adults and make their own choices. In practical terms, I have posted my journals more or less as I wrote them, but from time to time I use italics to indicate where I have added some commentary to the original entry. Names have been replaced by initials or pseudonyms in the interests of privacy.

People

Blogs

Headlines (What is this?)