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#getajob

Sometimes it is necessary to revisit the past in order to make strides forward. I have been stuck in a never ending circle for the last decade, probably longer – a real life Groundhog Day! I have done my best to bite my tongue and keep the peace for the sake of others which has resulted in inner chaos for me. What got me thinking about the past, was a member of my own family posted a comment on twitter recently suggesting #getajob. 
Writing and motherhood are not jobs apparently. It did make me smile coming from someone who has barely lived a life yet.  What hurt the most was the original comments came from someone I held in deepest confidence. Another lesson learned the hard way.  Needless to say I didn’t get an apology from either party but I’m kind of used to that now. Surely if you're big enough to insult someone then you're big enough to apologise when you get found out. Sorry is easy to say, really it is.
Menieres
If only life was as simple as #getajob.  Although Menieres gave me the freedom to start a new career in writing, it came at a huge cost – financially, psychologically and physically. I don’t mind being honest, the last ten years have been an absolute nightmare. Going from a five figure salary, company car to virtual bankruptcy and doing it all my own brought me almost to the brink of wondering whether life was worth it anymore.  
I apply for jobs and have to disclose this ridiculously unpredictable illness and guess what? Employers won’t take the risk even though I am an incredibly hard worker. I would gladly work on top of the hours writing and managing the pain, sickness, dizziness, fluctuations in hearing, tinnitus, exhaustion, instability on my feet, the frustration and the loss of self- confidence. I avoid social gatherings now because I find it so hard to hear what everyone is saying and I hate asking people to repeat themselves. I then chastise myself because I love being with people who stimulate my mind but until there is a tolerance and acceptance of invisible illnesses, I face an uphill battle to be accepted back into a workforce.
So tell me, #getajob, what do I do? Sit around, claim disability, milk the system I paid into long before some were born? NO. I do a degree, take part time work when I can get it, write until my hands are numb AND bring two boys up, supporting them in their career and life choices. Is it ideal? NO. I didn’t choose to become ill, to have this intruder but I certainly don’t sit back and ask for sympathy and wallow in self-pity. I make the very best of a bad situation. A situation made much worse by people around me who neither understand, nor appreciate the struggle of life but yet feel they are in a position to judge. I accept what life has given me and trust me, I absolutely know things could be a lot worse. I hope I at least inspire my boys to know, whatever life throws at them, however hopeless it seems, there is always a way out.
Keep an open mind and an open heart
Like most people with a heart and a sense of humanity, I have been deeply moved over the last few months at the plight of the world’s refugees. At the end of the day, putting fictional labels aside, we are all human beings. Let’s just hope for a new safe beginning for everyone involved. What horrors they must have seen and experienced in their lives are unimaginable to us. 

It really saddens me to witness people being racist and bigoted but then ignorance breeds ill-informed judgments.
A new hope
I don’t know what it is at the moment but I am feeling pretty nostalgic, especially when it comes to my music choices whilst working – Beautiful South, Lionel Richie (yes, I still want to marry him!), Bob Marley, BareNaked Ladies and many more. I blame Jeremy Corbyn but in a good way! He has restored my faith in the Labour Party, some human beings and life. I feel young again. Or, it could be that Lucas is totally into Star Wars and I feel like a child when I see all the new merchandise in the shops. I certainly am NOT complaining.There is hope after life’s curve balls, I promise you.
Writing
If you are still with me, I love you all. I am involved in a number of projects at the moment but think I am going to have to ditch the PhD idea due to lack of funding – it always comes down to money! Anyway, hopefully when my writing is successful I can fund my own Doctorate.
Streetwise
The story is set in Leeds (surprise, surprise!) and tells the tale of fate bringing people together under extraordinary circumstances:
            “ Life’s path can change in the blink of an eye or the detonation of a bomb. Rob Kennedy should have been planning a wedding not a funeral. Consumed with guilt and grief, suicide seemed his only escape from his perpetual nightmare until a single act of kindness by a real life guardian angel, saves him from himself. Twelve months on, unable to trace each other, Rob and Kate’s paths are about to cross once more in extraordinarily circumstances.”
The Nanny
Sixteen hours one Sunday I sat and wrote the full draft Treatment for this script. I struggle with my memory sometimes so if I have an idea, I have to write it down immediately. This script idea initially came to me about eighteen months ago but never went much further than a one page scribble, until now. Wow! I love building suspense and twists into my work and quite often add some of them in during the edit. This is the first time I have planned each scene before writing the dialogue. We’ll see how much it changes during writing.
“Sometimes the past cannot be laid to rest without direct intervention. John and Martha O’Grady were victims of the conflict in Ireland. They may have survived but witnessing the death of their parents and grandparents at the hands of the IRA had left indelible horror on their young minds. Orphaned, they were split up. Martha was sent to a convent and John adopted and moved to Manchester. Thirty years on they are about to be reunited only to find the horrors of their past re-appear with potentially disastrous consequences.”
Beyond the Past



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Rugby League
We had the very last game of this season yesterday and won 71 points to 4. What a team they have developed to be and it is a great shame that they won’t be together next season – the squad is splitting into Under 19s and Under 23s, we think. I am immensely proud of Wes and ALL his team mates. It has been a real privilege to be a part of it and watch the development of all them, not just as players. 
Sheffield Eagles is a great club. Hopefully Wes will be moving to the Under 19s and he is already preparing for it now, so fingers crossed. Whatever the outcome, it has been a great year and I am glad I was around to be a part of it. Roll on the new season…
Well, it is certainly time to look forward to new hope and new beginnings. Autumn is my favourite time of year. Whilst writing this, there is a chill in the air yet bright sunshine is bursting through the trees into the dining room. I have a really good feeling about the last few months of this year, a really great feeling.
Have a fabulous week. 







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Lions, tigers and bears …oh my!

Life’s great at the moment, apart from the Menieres blips. We did it! We survived the
season. Last Saturday was our last away game in Oxford. I love Oxford especially as it is so close to by spiritual home, Silverstone! It’s funny how some places grab your heart and stay there forever. But there’s no place like home! I love being a Yorkshire lass. We have some truly amazing places in Yorkshire. 
On Tuesday it was Lucas’ 9thbirthday. We had three days of birthday celebrations just for HIM. I think it is too easy to forget that he doesn’t have any choice but to be involved in rugby league. If I’m honest he doesn’t enjoy the sport at the moment due to what his brother was put through at his amateur club and witnessing abuse at professional games. Lucas is a sensitive and caring little boy. He doesn’t like shouting and certainly doesn’t like disrespect. He is a work in progress and has the season has gone on, he has started to get involved again. He loves being ball boy at the home games.

Lucas is our Dr Doolittle. He talks to animals, insects and he is our spider saviour. I kid you not. When he was away one weekend, we had a giant spider in the house. Wes, Erin and I gave it a wide berth. Couldn’t bear to even look at thing! Anyway, Lucas came home, walked upstairs, picked the spider up and brought it down in his hands – he freed the spider, not before he chased his big brother with it first. I’ve never seen anything so hilarious in all my life. He is my HERO!

For his birthday treat, we went to Yorkshire Wildlife Park. It is a truly magical place.  The organisation, through their foundation, rescue animals and give them a home. They are involved in international breeding programmes for endangered species and have three new tiger cubs and Amur leopard cubs. Their work is amazing. We had a brilliant day. Lucas was so excited to see the polar bears and well, the tigers and lions were…well…chilled. 
P. S.  LOOK at the smile on the lion's face!


Menieres Madness
Menieres is beyond ridiculous at times. My ears are becoming a real life barometer. I can tell you in advance when the storms are coming. I find it so hard and frustrating when my body will not allow me to do things I want to do. Some days it is so bad I have to write everything down! I mean everything! I can’t even string a sentence together – I know it is hard to believe but I swear to you it is true! I have had a couple of days of feeling sorry for myself which makes me angry with myself for feeling sorry for myself! The trouble is when I’m not well I start to go over the things I have suffered over the years and then wind myself up without actually dealing with the issues. So, in my new found optimism I have decided to hit every demon head on so that I can accept angels into my life without the heavy baggage of the past. I never want my children to look back on their childhood and feel unloved and unwanted. My greatest achievement will be Motherhood and so far so good…even if I do say so myself!
September approaches
Autumn is by far my favourite season – the colours, the cold brisk mornings and the optimism of a new season. 
I think the mood of hope and optimism in our house comes from the mood surrounding the labour movement. For the last twenty years or so I have questioned my allegiance to the Labour party. I have seen them move towards the right wing and I have found it increasingly difficult to support their actions. So it is a breath of fresh air to watch the great debate around Jeremy Corbyn. If I’m honest he is not as left wing as some of my beliefs but he is definitely my cup of tea. It’s frustrated the hell out of me how so many people believe everything that is written in the papers or spouted by our politicians. They only tell us what they think we want to hear. Social media has played a massive part in getting the message across and I have always said that if social media had been around in the 1980s, the face of our country would be totally different now and we would have had truth and justice a lot sooner for Hillsborough and Orgreave.
It really saddens me how labour have allowed the voting to become another debacle but I hope the peoples’ voices are heard and there is no manipulation of the results. HOPE, JUSTICE, INTEGRITY – never thought those words would be used in the same breath as British politics again.
Writing Projects
Beyond the Past


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Streetwise
Well it’s been sent off! I’m excited, full of hope, nervous, afraid of rejection – all of these at once! BUT you never know if you don’t try. The worst case scenario is they say no. I’ve faced plenty of them in my life so another one isn’t going to break me anymore.The story is set in Leeds (surprise, surprise!) and tells the tale of fate bringing people together under extraordinary circumstances:
            “ Life’s path can change in the blink of an eye or the detonation of a bomb. Rob Kennedy should have been planning a wedding not a funeral. Consumed with guilt and grief, suicide seemed his only escape from his perpetual nightmare until a single act of kindness by a real life guardian angel, saves him from himself. Twelve months on, unable to trace each other, Rob and Kate’s paths are about to cross once more in extraordinarily circumstances.”
The Nanny
This week I found myself in a bit of a dilemma – three storylines I have I really, really like and couldn’t decide what to write next. Short of doing a rock, paper, scissors by myself (!!), I let the stories choose me. So, my next work is The Nanny. It was the right choice as I am already well into formulating the characters. 
I have so many projects on the go at the moment and if hard work paid off, I would have enough money for…some new tyres for my car! I will NOT give up regardless of how many people are waiting on the wings to see my fall flat on my face!My other ongoing projects include:
Editing Beyond the LiesMr Fluffington and His FeathersBehind the Painted SmiledThe tortured soul of an unwanted child.

I am so into all these projects. In between editing I am frantically writing. Variety is the spice of life! I am not short of work thankfully and one day I am sure my hard work will be rewarded…sooner rather than later hopefully.
This weekend is the last bank holiday of the year in the UK. We live less than a mile away from the Leeds Festival so the roads around us our gridlocked for a while. I hope the weather is fabulous for the festival goers and I hope you are enjoy the bank holiday – the next one is Christmas!!! 








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With hope in our hearts... that 'P' word again!

One word… Hallelujah!! 
I have spent the last twenty years as, what felt like, a lone voice banging on about socialism and the unjust, unfair and unequal country we live in all orchestrated by greedy, egotistical politicians and bankers. Well I feel totally vindicated and finally, yes finally I feel we have a labour movement that is rekindling the community spirit that evil Thatcher snatched away. The mood is swinging towards hope, dignity and actually us acting more like decent human beings. I’ve never bought into the ‘I’m alright Jack’ attitude and I don’t want anything for nothing. I’M NOT ALONE! I’m not a political analyst. I am a hardworking Mum that just wants hope for the future of her children! And I care.
My values are simple – hope, integrity, truth and perseverance. I don’t want anything handed to my children on a plate. They have to work hard to achieve their goals. They’ve been taught that from an early age but the goal posts can’t keep changing just because they were not born with a silver spoon in their mouth. They have also been taught that we look after those less fortunate than we are. We are blessed with each other and reasonably good health. Not everyone is but it is not for us to sit in judgement, scorn and sneer at the people who need our help. Don’t get me wrong, the liars and cheats out there need weeding out and dealing with. BUT, and it is a big BUT. Why should someone who has paid into system all their lives be denied treatment or help because the government in their ivory tower say so? The government should serve the people of the country and NOT the other way around. If something is not working for the majority then it MUST be changed.  Since the 1980s the government and the press have manipulated the truth and propaganda to demonise everyone other than themselves and their beneficiaries. I include the majority of Blairites in that too. Popularity politics rather than working politics, that’s what I call it. Rather than looking at the real solutions, the problems have been glossed over. The migrant situation, the cost of utilities, the state of the banking system, the state of manufacturing, the poor state of education, student debt, lack of sustainable living wage jobs and much, much more come from bad decisions made in the 1980s and we are paying for them now. The sad thing of all some people believe everything that is written in the press! 
Before you write Jeremy Corbyn off, read the policies for yourself. 
Thatcher’s legacy includes Selling off of all the countries’ assets to all her allies glossed over with the promise of lower prices and better infrastructure. Instead we have higher prices, threats of power cuts and infrastructure that is paid for by US!! Think of what those profits could have provided to the NHS if we had still owned the utilities. What do we have to lose if we look at changing a system that is not working for the majority of us?A closure of pits purely for self-indulgent, egotistical gratification that SHE beat the miners not for economic reasons. Thatcher used the police force against her own people. Isn’t that what we condemn in other countries?The injustices of Orgreave and many people who went to prison for their democratic right. People have criminal records for defending their right to work. Let’s not forget that.Hillsborough – I can’t say much due to the inquests but suffice to say we know the truth is coming just 26 years too late, far too late.Then the worst, most vile cover ups of all – Savile and god knows how many more involved in the sex abuse cases. Thatcher fought for Savile’s knighthood!! SHE de-regulated the banks – SHE wanted free enterprise!! Funny how people forget that when it comes to discussing the financial crisis.This is only a short list. My blood boils.
The 1980s was mob rule, just the mob held offices and pretended to be pillars of the community and thought and still think they are above the law. The trouble is we have not had a labour movement since pre Thatcher. Labour are the worst opposition party EVER and even worse in Government, when they are prepared to drop their principles to chase self-gratification, fame and votes.  The election result proved people wanted a clear difference and when they couldn’t find it, it was better the devil you know!
I went to see Jeremy Corbyn for myself. I like to form my own opinion and I liked what I heard before the meeting. He speaks my language. No flowering up, no spin, just from the heart. Let me tell you – he is no one but himself and so much more humble than I had imagined. He is incredibly articulate, passionate and honest. He offers sensible policies that are not out dated but fit into a brighter future for our children. He has consistently produced straight forward discussion papers and welcomed input in a truly democratic way – yes democracy actually working!!
All I want is hope for my children. Both the boys are clued up on British politics. What excites us the most about Jeremy’s campaign? It has people talking, yes saying the ‘P’ word. Can you imagine that? The greatest taboo being broken by a working class hero from Islington. No wonder the Eton and Harrow boys are running scared. An informed electorate and nowhere to hide. I’m surprised they haven’t called a Cobra meeting just to discuss it! The cat is out of the bag! People are talking and I couldn’t be prouder that we are finally growing into a community again – for that Jeremy is already a winner! It will be an uphill battle with the lies and rhetoric from the Tories, the media and the plastic Tories that once hijacked the labour party. Cometh the hour, cometh the man? NO! Cometh the hour, cometh the PEOPLE! 
Back to the day job…
Synopsis & Treatments
Why is it I can write a screenplay draft in 3 weeks yet I can’t write a synopsis or treatment. It is TOTALLY psychological. Because it IS so important in getting interest in the work, I want it to be perfect which means I second guess myself. I always write a plan and a brief synopsis before I start writing. In reality, the story evolves and changes from the original plan anyway. The only time I suffer from a shortage of what to say (I know you’ll find that really hard to believe) is when I sit down and write to tell someone about my beloved work! It is CRAZY! I am blaming the brain fog this week from the Menieres – I love excuses, NOT! Does anyone else become petrified at writing the synopsis?

Beyond the Past




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Rugby League
What a week last week. Both the reserves and Hallam won their games. It was really exciting to see these lads really enjoy playing and it was a real pleasure to watch. They had fun and that is what the sport should be about. It is always a bit sad when the season draws to a close especially with such a great set of lads. Wes has improved so much and it has been a real delight seeing them all grow and become such good friends.



LFC
Just a little note… IT’S OUR YEAR BOYS!! So I’ve been saying this for the last decade but it IS our year – at least I HOPE so and we all should have HOPE IN OUR HEARTS.
I know some people will not be happy with me for writing this post but do you know what? I will always stay true to who I am and what I believe in. No amount of money in the world gives anyone the right to mistreat another human being or sit in judgement. I am who I am and actually I quite like me.
Have a fabulous week and enjoy your freedom…







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Don't be a dream snatcher

I’m going through a period of being angry with myself. Angry that at the age of fifteen I didn’t know what I know now. I know it sounds ridiculous but it is how I feel. I let others talk me out of what I wanted to do and wanted to be. If only I had been as strong back then as I am today. 
I have just finished writing, editing and preparing my first ever script for television. I am incredibly proud of the work. I realise now that, whatever I had wanted to do back then, it would have been wrong. Not because it was the wrong choice but because it was me. I never understood why the backing was not there. I do now and know I couldn’t have changed anything other than not being weak and showing the resolve I have shown in the last few years to overcome some very high obstacles. Some lessons can only be learned the hard way.
That feeling of being unsupported follows you into adulthood- trust me it does! I loved my husband and was with him for sixteen year. I admit I was with him for the wrong reasons, he was my way out not my future.  For years I thought there was something wrong with ME. Actually, there was. I was listening to other people too much and not listening to ME. It has taken me until the age of forty seven to realise what has happened and I could have landed on the moon and it would not have made a blind bit of difference to how I was treated by people. Haters are going to hate! Even now when I hit a massive achievement or we celebrate the boy’s work, there is always someone there to ‘insult’ or ‘belittle’ us. It stings but not as much now because Wes can see it too so I am not imagining it. I simply say to myself, ‘there it goes, dodge the knife.’
This is why I support the boys 100%. I am their mother. There are enough haters in the world driven by jealousy, ignorance or both. If I can’t give unequivocal support in this mean, cruel world then there is no hope at all. I am their safety net…their bank…their taxi. BUT… not their DREAM SNATCHER. I know lots of people say you mustn’t let children dream because it damages expectation and confidence when they don’t achieve it. What a load of B*******. Sorry, but it is. That is why there is little aspiration in so many young people. I detest seeing adults knocking young people’s confidence and hope. What’s wrong with you? Are you scared your children will be more successful than you? Or scared your least favourite will actually surpass your favourite?
As parents, we don’t have the right to stop our children from dreaming and believing they can achieve what we think could be or should be impossible for them. That is how humans surpass expectations. BY TRYING. What if all the fabulous Nobel peace prize winner’s parents had suppressed their children? Why shouldn’t every child have a go at being the one that succeeds against all the odds? 

The only difference between children from lower income families than wealthier families are the outlook of hope, perseverance, opportunities and confidence to believe in themselves. Taking away hope means they don’t persevere to reach those opportunities and that in turn lowers their self -confidence and expectations. One misplaced comment or a barrage of psychological abuse can kill off hope and start a negative spiral. Just ONE!!
Don’t discourage their dreams. Instead, educate them. Tell them what they need to do to achieve their dreams. Research it if you don’t have the answers, help them put together to achieve their goals. They will follow it or decide it’s not for them BUT it is their choice.

Contrary to popular belief, my boys have chosen their own paths in life. Neither have been under any pressure to pursue particular routes. Wes was in the Huddersfield Town football academy at the age of six. I asked the insurance brokerage I was working for at that time, if I could finish one hour early on a Monday evening to get over to Huddersfield via the dreaded M62. I had to fight and almost lost my job over 1 hour in spite of working 12/14 unpaid hours extra a week. The boss’ PA told me months later he objected to MY son being picked to play football. HOW PATHETIC. 

Anyway, Wes was in the academy for about nine months when he discovered rugby league.  He was adamant at such a young age that he was going to be a rugby player. So we sat down and discussed what he would need to do to achieve his dreams. I told him he had 100% support providing in return he worked hard at school and did his best. Bless him, he has worked so hard. Now we are visiting universities in between training three times a week, four in August and playing. Last Friday, he came home from training absolutely buzzing. It was an incredibly tough session but in his words, ‘the tougher the better’. He loves a challenge. The tougher the session, the greater the satisfaction, the bigger the smile! THAT is what dreams are made of.
Lucas is now embarking on the same exciting journey in cricket. It is the glint in his eye that gives it away. I’ve seen that look before and I couldn’t be prouder.
Don’t discourage your children. Give them hope, confidence and opportunities. We have been to hell and back, due to people being hell bent on stopping us fulfilling our dreams. Guess what? We are still here and we still have our dreams. We are still SMILING!
Streetwise
My screenplay is done and off to a selected production company this week. I don’t agree with mass flooding of the market, plus it costs a blooming fortune! From my experience with my first novel, I am going to take my time and choose what is right for me. Let’s hope the company love the concept and the characters as much as I do. I have really enjoyed working on this project and can very well see a sequel coming… if successful of course!




Next Projects
I have so many ideas and projects to work on. In the next few weeks, I am picking up Beyond the Lies again. The first draft was written a while ago but I didn’t like it, not all of it but some aspects of it. You see, I wrote what I thought people would want to see BUT that is not me. So I’m re-writing and staying true to me. I’m not afraid to reprimand myself and start again – that comes with age I think.
Then it is definitely onto to script writing again. This, I think will turn out to be my niche. I love it and if you love your job, you’ll never face a hard day at work again even when you work hard!
Beyond the Past




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I can write anywhere - yesterday was in my garden. Today I am writing this in the car park of Sport Sheffield! Wes is attending a full day training with Sheffield Eagles. People say to me you give up so much of your time for your boys. No I don’t. I spend time with my boys doing things that make us ALL happy. It’s cold on touchlines and sometimes very painful but I wouldn’t want to be anywhere else in the world. When they fulfil their dreams, my legacy will be their success and happiness even if they change course one thousand times until they find what is right for them. Where there is a will there is a way. 

Personally, I love the flexibility of writing but most of all, I love the creativity.
Thank you for reading my posts. It does mean a lot. Writing it is very therapeutic.
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Honesty, Sport, Kids and Writing… oh & the 'P' word because it’s not allowed apparently…

First of all, I’m so sorry for the miss in posts recently. I’ve been rather busy writing a screenplay. The first draft took me four weeks and two days – two days OVER my target!! That’s what being a Menieres Mum does for you.
Honesty
I find it really shocking how people would rather land someone in deep dodo than actually own up to their own mistakes or failings. It saddens me when someone, who is hardworking and honest has their name and their character dragged into question because the perpetrator can’t get their own act together. A narcissist always show their true colours and that is when it is time to walk away …smile and wave boys, SMILE and wave!
Honesty starts with yourself. Too many people are too afraid or too arrogant to hold their hands up and say “sorry I was wrong”. It’s not that hard is it? I have never found it hard, nor have my children. The problem with a lie is that sooner or later it is discovered by the very people you are trying to impress and save face with. That then makes you worse than a liar, it makes you a coward. 
HONESTY is the best policy.
Socialism
Followers of this blog will know by now I am a socialist and I am not going to apologise for that or for discussing my political beliefs. WHO said never talk politics? Someone who doesn’t want people to be honest and open, or too afraid of other peoples' opinions?  For too long the Labour Party has been hijacked by the middle of road, swerving to the right suits. I call them ‘closet Tories!’ The one thing that came out of the last general election was the lack of choice for voters and we have to remember that most people are not educated in the difference in the parties – they’ve been brought up on the ‘NEVER TALK POLITICS’ stance. 
I was originally backing Andy Burnham for the next labour leader primarily because he impressed me with his stance on social care and the NHS, and his work on Hillsborough. BUT he showed his true colours this week and to say I’m disappointed, well, it is a bit of an under-statement. I don’t understand, under any circumstances, how a socialist cannot vehemently oppose a bill that basically says ‘we’ll change child poverty to make it look like there are fewer children in poverty yet there will be more, that way we don’t have to deal with the real issues of poverty’. Moreover, it is a complete SIN for an elected member to choose to ABSTAIN! How can someone who purports to represent their constituents, advocate the merits of voting in a democracy choose NOT to vote? No elected member should EVER not vote. EVER. I backed Andy Burnham for his integrity. He has lost that and lost my vote.
I really believe this country want a left wing choice and that is why there is a surge in support for Jeremy Corbyn. What I want is a party that offers HOPE, EQUALITY and FAIRNESS for ALL, for everyone whatever their background or circumstances. That is why I joined the Labour Party and that is what I want the party to stand for. The goal posts have changed so much for Wes and he has not even reached eighteen yet – change in exam results thresholds, abolition of university maintenance grants, lack of cash invested in education and very few job prospects. We are not in the top 1% of this country’s wealth and we wouldn’t want to be but we do want a stab at being able to pay our bills and be successful in our chosen fields. I don't understand why the powers of this country hate young people so much.
By the time Wes has grown up there is unlikely to be the safety net we were conned into believing was there for us. They said, ‘pay your tax and national insurance and you’ll have a free NHS, a state pension and a safety net should anything go wrong.’ In the words of Ricky Tomlinson ‘My A***’. I paid into a system that let me down when I was diagnosed with Menieres. LIES! LIES! LIES! Even private pensions are not safe from greedy bankers with no morals!
If I had my way, the whole ‘democratic’ system in the UK would be scrapped and started again. This time, it would be filled with MPs that have honesty and integrity at the heart of the decisions that are made. 1980s Thatcher brought in the ‘I’m all right Jack attitude.’ I despise that but it is the centre of our society now. Just think what the NHS would have looked like if we had kept the utilities as nationalised industries – all that profit being turned back into public services. We were conned again. Privatisation was sold on the basis of more private investment would lead to greater infrastructure and cheaper prices! REALLY! The government is spending public money on the infrastructure, we are paying higher prices and private shareholders are reaping profits. The crazy world of capitalism.
It is time for a new era and a new stance. Jeremy Corbyn has my vote. Why? Because there is HOPE he can bring about the new dawn. Without hope we are truly stuffed!
Rugby League
Over the past two weeks, we have been to Swansea. On the back of that performance, my gorgeous boy earned a spot in the Reserves team against Leigh. Hard work and determination pays off. I am incredibly proud, not just of Wes but of all the youngsters I have seen working so hard over the season to be the best they can be. The training schedule is tough but they have stuck with it and are a great bunch of lads. If I could sum up Sheffield Eagles as a club in one word, it would be HONEST. 
It is a real privilege to be part of a great set up that are giving young men a chance to start their career in earnest. Thanks to everyone involved, I have fallen in love with rugby league again.
Cricket
Yep this is a new sport to add to our family repertoire! Lucas has found it hard sometimes to find a sport that he truly loves. He has his football which he adores but he wanted something of his own. He has always felt pressured into rugby – not by me I can assure you! I am proud that at eight year old he has stood his ground and chosen to try CRICKET. Let me say this, I have never seen him so excited and animated as he was after his first training session. I am thrilled he loves it and look forward to an afternoon of cricket, hopefully Sundays otherwise I  am seriously going to have to look into cloning myself!
Writing
I have taught myself a new skill – scriptwriting. With a little help of some software and a great book, I have finished my first full script. The story originally started as a novel but after the first hundred pages, I was not sure whether it was the proper format for a book. I wanted to have a go at scriptwriting. I am super proud of the outcome but as all writers know, the easy part of the work has been done. Now the hard work starts – the writing of the treatment then the soul destroying touting to agents and production companies. At least I have a strategy for this, lessons learned from the first book I published. 
I have nightmares about writing the treatment. It is the only time I suffer from writer’s block, probably because I know I can let the script down with a naff synopsis! Once it is written I will post extracts of it on my blog.
My next script is already in the planning. Never stop growing…



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All I can say is...Osborne must have had a miserable childhood!

Equality will NEVER exist unless we force the issue and make it so.  Tell me, when did this country actually stop treating the under 25's humanely? Or is that Osborne was palmed off to boarding school that he missed out on a loving family life that now makes him devoid of any compassion and understanding of the importance of the influence of great family upbringing?  Sometimes I feel it is just me that values every child's life exactly the same as every adult's life.  I know I have very strong views that whilst we have to work, us parents also have to give time to bringing our children up but by god this government is hell bent on destroying family life.
Common decency, life skills and selflessness can only EVER exist if they are taught. Who is teaching this? Who is saying to our children ‘there is great hope for you in the future if you work hard’? Who is showing our children that ‘you all get the same opportunities and chance to shine?’  Radicalisation, disengagement of young people, living with no hope – Osborne is really not that naïve to believe his treatment of young people does not contribute to these problems, is he? When did it become acceptable to redefine child poverty rather than dealing with the issues? We shouldn't have child poverty in the UK at all!
When did we decide that children were the scourge of society and under 25s have such little significance that if they can’t swim they drown in a life of poverty, misery and infirmity? Who cares? It’s the ‘I’m all right Jack’ mentality again. Is this modern Britain or Victorian times? I wonder how many first time voters were duped into voting for the Government believing they would provide homes, jobs and the ‘promised land.’ I am ashamed to be British right now, I really am. We should be nurturing our future generations, showing them, compassion and love overrules greed and selfishness. Sadly that will never happen now unless there is a will to do it.
Our house has that WILL in abundance. I know I am swimming against the tide, I know I am breaking with the Government’s sick and twisted policy but you know what, I DON’T CARE. I hope my son fulfils his ambition to become Prime Minister because I know he will have been brought up to understand the true values in life – truth, honesty, integrity, hope, selflessness and humility. I know even at eight years old he possesses the skills not to follow this selfish crowd. Someone recently described my eight year old as ‘very well read’. Ask him about the Greek crisis and he can explain it to you. Also, the proudest comment that was made about my seventeen year old was ‘you are one of a dying breed and you are not just ready for sport, you are ready for life. You are born to be a winner.’ That’s my boy!! I may not have been privately educated or born with a silver spoon in my mouth but I do value my children and their lives.
We attended our first university open day this weekend and I am so proud and privileged my son wants me to be a part of his journey even if it does mean he will be saddled with a huge debt. Young adults have a choice between university and a large debt, an apprenticeship for very little pay and few prospects or no job at all. What a choice!! Osborne didn’t have that choice did he?! Unfortunately our elected government as so far removed from everyday life that they will never begin to understand the struggles of real life. 
Since I left school I worked 60 hour weeks. I loved my job and paid all my taxes and national insurance believing I had a safety net there should I need it. Twenty years of working I was devastated when I lost my job because of Menieres. It came out of nowhere and I didn’t want it.  I haven’t sat on my backside claiming benefits. I have struggled with the illness over ten years, single-handedly brought up two fantastic boys and forged out a new career, albeit not paying what I had pre-Menieres.  There is no equality in employment – no one will take the risk of an unpredictable illness as mine just as employers will not increase pay for working families just because the government withdraws tax credits. It is a naïve and out of touch elitist that believes that. I don’t know what the future holds for this family but I do know I will not give up.  I will fight to give my children the right to be successful human beings.
So Cameron and Osborne you may take away our rights, you may take away our cash but you can’t take away our determination, fight and our dignity. My children WILL succeed too in spite of you and they will be hundred times the men you will ever be.  Why? Because they understand the importance of every single human being regardless of the age, gender, race, background or any other label you want to use to break up our lovely country.  WE CAN ALL DO OUR BIT! I am, will you?
Wes and I had a big discussion this week about the future of our country and whether there is any point in paying national insurance and opting for a pension scheme. The safest bet seems to be at the moment keep your money very close to you, perhaps inside an old mattress. It’s safer than trusting it to a government or bankers that are hell bent on stealing it to line their own pockets.
Now I have got that off my chest, I feel a little better. 
Menieres
Menieres has been a real nuisance this last week. I’ve spent more time nurturing pain and trying to stay on my feet all because of the high pressure caused by thunder storms. The pressure on my ears was immense. It is really difficult concentrating when the pain is overwhelming. Some days I managed to string a couple of sentences together. The boys do laugh when I get to the end of a sentence and can’t finish it or I say something and know it was wrong. It’s all about lack of concentration and brain fog. It’s frustrating and sickening. Once it passes I frantically run around doing all the jobs I have to do and write.  My hours are erratic but nevertheless I don’t give up. I won’t let it beat me.
Scriptwriting
I think I have found my niche. I have been so involved in this project that I have spent all the non-Menieres and non-family time working on this storyline. I am a couple of acts away from completing it now. Well, completing the first draft. Once it is written then the real hard work starts – editing, jiggling acts about and proof reading. Believe me by the time I’ve finished editing it will look a very different story – better but different. I don’t know what other writers do but I always save my first draft as a separate document. Probably out of nostalgia more than anything. 
Beyond the Past


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Sport
If you follow this blog you will know sport plays a huge part in our lives. We have had a week off from the rugby league training and I have to say, it has been great not to have to rush around. However, we all agree, we have missed it!! You can’t win, can you? AND, I’ve had to clean!! What’s all that about? LOL.
Lucas has really engaged in all different sports recently. It was hard for him at first. He felt because his big brother was a rugby league player, he should do the same. It has taken a lot of discussions with him for him to realise he doesn’t have to do what his brother is doing. Since the penny dropped he has tried Lacrosse, dodgeball and a few other things. He is signed on as a footballer and next week starts at a cricket club. He has even been playing golf which he enjoys. No one can say he has not been diverse!! It is truly fabulous to see him enjoying sport and not doing it out of a sense of loyalty or duty.  
Next weekend we travel to South Wales for the third time this season. I do love a road trip and it makes me feel so proud that Wes wants me to be a part of his amazing journey.Right, I am off to get school stuff ready for the last full week of term. I love the school holidays. If you have children, ignore the pressures placed on you as a parent. Do what you believe is right and make sure you live life to the full and spend as much time with your little ones as you can. Have an amazing week.

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Can we all please...just start to have a heart…

I really do fear for the future of our children and their children. Whilst my deepest condolences go to the families of the victims of all three terrorist attacks last week, I do get a sense of frustration that world leaders, the ones we elected (well most of us) are not exercising the power we have given them to fully represent and protect us – you know the whole point of their jobs in politics!! It is always innocent families that have to bear the grief. We need to kick some very arrogant political butts into gear – GET IT SORTED! Oh and kick the incessant, scare mongering media into touch too!
My heart also goes out to the people of Greece – again they are bearing the brunt of European bureaucrats flexing their financial muscle – well actually the bankers financial muscle – you know the real ones who can hold us all to ransom with no redress or penalties.  What would really happen if ALL countries debts were cancelled? Let’s face it, it’s not even REAL money. It is grossly unfair that we work hard all our lives, pay into pensions pots and save to give our children a better life when all that happens is legalised thieves lose our pensions and when their policies fail, they close banks and cashpoints and restrict OUR cash that WE have worked hard for and deposited in their care. We are constantly made to feel guilty for their failures. Capitalism really works - doesn’t it!!What I would like to see for my children is a safe, fair and honest world. They have been brought up to understand tolerance, compassion, equality, hard work and integrity but it is an uphill battle to maintain these standards in a society hell bent on displaying none of these traits. 
The world is a horrible place right now and I am trying my best, SINGLE-HANDEDLY to ensure that, hopefully when we all decide to be humans again and display the wonderful heart-felt characteristics I know WE are ALL capable of, my boys will have a head start. If we had leaders that really did care about their people.
Rugby League
Enough of the doom and gloom. I am very privileged to be part of Wesley’s journey as a rising rugby league player. Most of all I love that my son wants me there, to be a part of his exciting path.

On Saturday we travelled to Leicester. What a day it was. The sun was shining, the location was incredible and the performance…well, the performance was one of the best team performances I have seen in my 30+ years of watching this great sport. I kid you not. It was a true TEAM performance, lots of talking, skills and more importantly FUN. You could see the team really enjoyed it and that is priceless. It is so great to be a part of something special. Personally, I was super proud of Wes who had an enforced week off due to tonsillitis. He was nervous about his fitness levels before the game but it was needless worrying. He looked agile and fit. His recovery and commitment to getting back on the pitch was outstanding. He has always had a great work ethic. Super proud Mummy.
Writing
The most frustrating thing about writing is…
For me, it’s my hands don’t work as quickly as my brain, whether it is handwriting or typing. I always hand write all of my work first. That way, as I am typing it I can edit it.  I always find that if I type whilst I am thinking, I am not as engrossed in the work. It works for me. I don’t think any method of writing would be as fast as my brain works when it is at full capacity. When the brain fog hits it is a completely different story…
I have a 177 page script so far and approximately twenty scenes left to write. I really love this story and am looking forward to having a go at pitching it to agents and production companies… there is a hint of sarcasm in that!!
I already have two more ideas for new scripts but I have to work on the sequel to Beyond the Past next otherwise I may face a lynch mob of angry readers outside my house!!
Beyond the Past


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This weekend is the British Grand Prix and I usually spend this week with goose bumps every time it is mentioned. Sadly, due to no money and rugby league commitments, I can’t attend Silverstone this year but hopefully if you continue to support my work, 2016 could see me there celebrating with my two babies.

Whatever you are doing this week, have a safe and happy one. Be true to who you are.

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Could, Should, would have… Nah I’m doing IT!

Don’t ever be afraid of re-defining yourself. The two biggest obstacles that have held me back in my life have been:Listening to the negativity of other peopleBeing afraid to make mistakesNEITHER, are important really. If only I had known that thirty plus years ago and certainly ten years ago when the pain of this illness took hold. At least my painful lessons have meant the boys will never suffer the curse of third party induced self-doubt or the crippling fear of making a mistake. They have been taught very valuable life lessons including:Everyone can and will have an opinion – everyone doesn’t have a moral motive.Everyone’s opinion really does NOT count.Opinions are not always based on knowing all the facts but usually on bias fuelled by envy, jealousy and just pure evil.HUMANS make mistakes – it is a fact!Mistakes are ACCEPTABLE. They are NOT important. What IS important is how you react to those mistakes.The boys have been taught to hold their hands up and admit to their mistakes – I admit this is challenging with the youngest one but we all have to start somewhere. Once they admit their mistake, they will apologise if necessary, learn from it and most of all FORGET it. Don’t let it eat away at you – worry is the most unproductive human trait – it just makes you grow old quicker – I should know!!

Lessons learned the hard way are character building, honest. The intolerance, prejudice and damn right ignorance of some people doesn’t shock me anymore, it saddens me.
I was at the doctors surgery last week with Wes – Severe tonsillitis – only second time in his life he has had antibiotics! Anyway, we were waiting to see the doctor and the receptionist was dealing with this sweet, older gentleman. This obnoxious woman, late twenties, early thirties, struts in and stands over the man. She rudely interrupted the conversation with “I’m very busy and in a hurry. I’d like my prescription now.” Wes and I looked at each other with the same ‘there goes another one’ look on our faces.
The receptionist APOLOGISED to the man and dealt with the woman first. Incidentally if I’d been the receptionist she would have been seen last! That one act of total ignorance and arrogance sums up what is wrong in the world and something Wes and I discuss all the time. Too many people thing they are so much more important than anyone else. 
An exercise for you
Next time you are out and about – restaurant, bank, supermarket and DON’T get me started on driving! Do it, sit and observe people while you are out. Just see how many people display the attitude of ‘I am the centre of the universe; I am the MOST important person in the world.’ Do it and let me know your thoughts. It is very entertaining yet infuriating. Still it’s a very good lesson for the boys.
If you are one of those self-centred ‘I’m so important’ people then – SHAME ON YOU!
Writing
A fellow writer messaged me recently to say he had read the first three chapters of Beyond the Past on my website. His comments were really encouraging. He said I shouldn’t underestimate my talent of holding the reader’s attention.


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In addition, I get lots of messages asking me when this will be made into a screenplay as it would be great for television or film. The answer is: it is on my ‘To Do’ List.  At the moment, I am working on a screenplay for television. I am hoping (fingers, toes and everything else crossed) this will provide me with some much needed income. Then, I can have some additional help in the time consuming jobs that come with being a Mum and a writer – cleaning, marketing, editing and the rest! I am looking forward to have pounds in the bank instead of pence! I keep dreaming and working…. Working and dreaming.
I have to say I love writing both books and scripts – it’s hard to choose between the two. So, I’m going to continue to do both. Why? Because I can… and I am totally insane!




Please remember, whatever your challenges are in life, your life matters. It is YOUR life though not anyone else’s. Make the most of what YOU have.
Right, I’m off to sports day now! I sit there shaking my head at the over competitiveness… and that’s just the parents! Lucas was reassure this morning that the position of finishing is not as important as the performance!!
Enjoy your week.
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Meet my two new BFFs … and they aren’t fake!

Well I had my first Tinnitus therapy session this morning and I am so glad I did it. For the last eight years I have seen Menieres and Tinnitus as very much an enemy within – painful, irritating intruders! Gremlins trying to constantly trip me up and stop me from living my life. I have fought them every single day. I have had little sleep but yet refused to let them beat me.   

However, I was fooled! It seems these Gremlins tricked me into believing that fighting them was the best course of action when in fact, fighting them, stressing about them and working around them not with them, has only fed them and helped them to thrive.

I accepted a long time ago that my ears were ‘wired’ differently. However, according to the therapist I have been doing the exact opposite of what I should have been. Nothing new there!! There is little consolation in knowing my actions have been perfectly normal human reactions. I am miffed that instead of fighting these I should have been befriending them. Instead of trying to ignore them like petulant children or twittertrolls, I should have been accepting them as my… well… best friends. You see stress, anxiety and above all increased brain activity causes them to feed – for the symptoms to grow!! Like water and food after midnight for Gremlins!! 
So from today I am trying a new strategy:
More relaxationLess stressTime for myselfSoothing sounds during relaxation and especially at night.I’m going to retrain my brain (I’m sure there is one in there!)As the therapist suggested, ‘this is easier said than done’ but I will try. I have tried the strategic battle cries and working through the pain – the very British ‘you won’t beat me’ attitude. Now it is time to make peace and become allies. Diplomacy is my middle name. From now on Menieres and Tinnitus are my BFFs, quite literally FOREVER. Let’s see how you two like that!
Rugby League
What can I say we had a weekend off and it rained so much I couldn’t sort the garden out!! All I can say is the rain dance worked. Sometimes I feel all rugbyed out until we don’t have a game, then I miss it! Can’t win really.
Streetwise
This is my new screenplay. If I could I would sit 24/7 and write this. I love everything about it. I have this deep, warm feeling inside about this one. I’ll keep you posted. Let's just say charity does not always begin at home!


Four lives, four deadly pasts, one common path
Beyond the Past

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The blog is like me this week… SHORT !! I face the biggest challenge of trying to train myself to relax. How do you relax? (only clean answers please!). My brain hasn’t switched off… like… EVER!
Have a fabulously successful week. 

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Making Peace with the intruder

Menieres
Okay I hold my hands up and scream ‘I GIVE UP! YOU WIN!’ Like hell I do Menieres. You may be the unwanted intruder in my body but there is NO WAY you will beat me.  I lost my job, I have given up alcohol (I love wine) and I have restricted caffeine. Salt is an absolute NO NO but I refuse to give up my dreams.
When I was diagnosed with Menieres, my initial reaction was one of relief, yes relief. It wasn’t cancer, a tumour, I wasn’t going mad (well madder!), it was ‘only’ Menieres. Only Menieres – I laugh at that statement now. If I’m honest, I had the symptoms under control pretty quickly and for six years or so managed them really well. Unfortunately, when the Specialists told me the symptoms would get worse and I would have to manage them well, I thought ‘okay I can live with this.’ During the last twelve months the symptoms have got much, much worse. The attacks are more frequent but I know when they are about to start so I can manage them. What I find hard to manage is the tinnitus, the brain fog (which on some days makes it even hard to string a sentence together) and the exhaustion. Most of all, the over –riding feeling of utter frustration and uselessness. 
This intruder has become so much more annoying now and refuses to just let me be. In fact rather than it being a mere obstacle it is becoming a daily mountain to climb, one my little legs struggle with. Now I am on medication and can’t yet decide whether it is making it better or worse. Some days I get up and have nothing. I frantically run around on those days and get as much done as possible. Other days, I struggle to even get dressed – have you tried putting underwear on leaning against a wall with one hand so you don’t fall over!! Honestly I laugh at myself sometimes.
It truly is a never ending merry-go-round – haha, no pun intended! Stress and anxiety worsens the symptoms of Menieres and the symptoms of Menieres cause stress and anxiety!!! Some days I want to rip my ears off my head! I am starting Tinnitus therapy next week and I have visions of being able to suck the symphony out of my ears and stick their instruments ... well... you know where!!!
The truth is I am angry, annoyed, tired, sick, have brain fog, fed up of asking people to repeat themselves and sick of the outrageously annoying tinnitus caused by what I can only describe as an out of tune symphony orchestra that plays the loudest when I NEED to sleep.  How I miss silence. All this on top of raising two boys and forging a new career for myself. 

The only way I can stop myself from waving the white flag is to keep going. To make peace with my enemy… Menieres. I have learned to accept my limitations, know the days when I can’t even string three words together and make the most of the good days. A lottery win would help at least lessen the stress and anxiety (I know a cure for Menieres is more likely… maybe).  Most of all, I have to give myself a break. To accept the intruder is here to stay and can’t be ignored or kicked out. I don’t want sympathy or handouts I just want the chance to have a fair, decent crack at making a living around this annoying enemy within.
Whilst this intruder stole my peace, confidence and sleep, it allowed me to put my life into perspective and follow my dreams. For that, I am truly thankful.
Rugby League
Who decides that players and coaches are automatic role models? Let’s face it, as I have said before just because you play a sport it does not suddenly turn you into an angel. Shaun Wane of Wigan RLFC was wrong in what he said about the referee but come on, this is not tiddly winks. When adults in the public eye do stupid things, isn't it a great lesson for you to teach your child how NOT to behave. It's lazy parenting to assume someone else will be your child's role model.

Rugby League is a passionate sport and I don’t want that passion sucked out.  If I’m honest I don’t want my son to be someone else’s role model because he plays a sport. I want him to be a role model because he is a decent, caring human being with bags of honesty and integrity.
We travelled to South Wales this weekend. Although the result didn’t go our way, I was super proud of the teams’ efforts. It’s great to see Wes enjoying his rugby again with a great bunch of lads.
Writing
I think I’ve found my niche!! This week I have been busy writing a screenplay/ script – not sure of the correct terminology. I have taken some time to research and plan the script and I have thoroughly enjoyed doing it. I was a little nervous starting out but nothing ventured, nothing gained. It is very different from writing a book but I feel I am getting the hang of it. 


The screenplay is …. Haha I’m not telling yet but I can say:
Four lives, four deadly pasts, one common path

Beyond the Past
My debut novel is still available:


Have you had the chance to read it yet? Would you like to review it for me?

Read the first three chapters FREE on my website
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Kindle
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Or you can order from your local bookshop. The ISBN number is : 978-1-84386-789-0
Beyond the Lies
I know people are waiting to read this sequel but I’ve learned many lessons over the last twelve months especially to trust my instincts. I promise though it won’t be long now.
Well, I am off to write. I miss my new characters which is always a good sign.
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