Hope, love, defiance: the watchwords of a last stand
My relationship with my hands is generally a bit uneasy. I use them to eat, to dress myself, to catheterise, to cook and clean. I’m using them right now to type! I find that I use my hands for almost everything I do short of walking, and now I use a manual wheelchair, I use them for that, too.
Losing your voice
The Rogue and I regularly watch the Great British Bake Off. This year Nigella has joined the cast and it is awesome. Whenever we watch, we enact a little tradition where I sing the theme tune. It is a silly thing. But it’s ours. Today I forgot to sing the theme and the Rogue looked at me with pointed expectancy. So I rolled my eyes, smiled, and began.