Storytime, an account of things that are meaningful and have happened to me throughout my life. Story tellings one of my favourite pastimes, the feelings and emotions that I feel whilst revisiting them, to read a story click on the thumbnail next to it. I’d love you to read on……..
Story Time
1959
It was a dark, cold winters night, the snow laid thick on the ground even the road was white with snow…………….
The Power of Touch
Sharing the power of touch. Many years ago I was exhibiting at a mind body spirit festival, a young woman came up to me, with her was her daughter of 4 years old and her mother …………
The Shop Bell Tinkled
One day I heard the shop bell tinkle, tinkle, announcing the arrival of someone. I had no booking for that time which meant an unexpected visitor, in the doorway stood a very frail badly bent elderly lady………….
No Hands Massage
I awoke one morning crying, red hot tears streaming down my face and afraid to look at what I knew I was going to see. In 2002 I totally retrained with Gerry Pyves, the founder of No Hands Massage…………………
