We’ve been here eight months! A lot of healing and changes have taken place. Six months ago I didn’t know if I would ever be able to sell the final foothold in the country of my ...
I look at some of the young people and listen to them on the bus and wonder how their lives are going to pan out? They have left school and are working, maybe they’ve been working ...
I desperately wanted to leave school at 16 along with slightly more than two thirds of my classmates. My parents would have none of it. I had to remain on the university track for ...
On our tourist excusion to London with our Oyster cards, we crossed the Millenium Bridge instead of walking underground to catch another tube. The views from the bridge are breathtaking ...
On Saturday it was Simon’s birthday, our zoo keeper son, and for the first time in his 24 years of life we weren’t there to celebrate with him. Instead of moping around and reminiscing ...
I am woken in the middle of the night by fretting. It’s every bit as urgent as a loud bang on the front door or a ringing telephone would be. I take a practiced deep breath and ...
The Welfare System finally came through for hubs. When we would come to England, regardless of how long we stayed, anyone related to me benefited from the Welfare state of existence in ...
On Saturday mornings we lie in bed or at least I do, I shove hubs out at about 8 something to put the kettle on and pop the pain au chocolat in the oven. He beetles back to bed to ...
My school teacher daughter has returned to school, college as they refer to it here. She sorted through all the financial aid papers and came up with a grant and refers to the ...
I belong to a reading/critique group in America where five of my best friends gather every month to alternately discuss read books and critique writing attempts. We’ve just ...
Well hello there! My name is Vivienne McNeny.
I am an empty nester exploring life as a Boomer…you could say I'm happily Boomering along!
As a homeschooling Mum I have finally quit the job of role model and mentor to my four children. I do what I want to do, eat when I feel like it, enjoy life with my blue eyed cowboy and clean my house once a month or so whether it needs it or not!
In true English form I write about the emergence of my true identity now that I can no longer hide behind my children as their Mum.