Fiona Buxton

I was very sad to learn Fiona Buxton died yesterday following her courageous battle with cancer.

Fiona shared a small part of her story in January in a fabulous post, Diagnosis: From Despair to New Life.

Testimony to how the internet can bring people together, Fiona and I were the only people we each knew, with a particular rare form of endometrial cancer. We never met in person but for several months enjoyed talking over cups of herbal tea via Skype, dressed in our sometimes messy and always comfortable clothes, bemoaning how we couldn’t have a fat slice of cake to go with it!

She has touched many lives throughout hers and mine all too briefly.  I will always be inspired by her humour, determination and her willingness to face every turn with an open mind.

 

My heart goes out to her husband and children.

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Luck of the Draw

With those wonderful intentions of making someone else’s day, Max and his friend Harrison took off into town – on borrowed bikes – to buy a few things to make Charlie’s birthday special. Descending a hill, then

Grandmother’s Footsteps

This bureau was given to my grandmother, Cicely Greenbank in 1930. It was a present bought by colleagues when she left work – as convention required – before getting married. She was a capable woman who quietly bore the frustration of loss of camaraderie and mental exercise, though not without a few sharp quips or advice to ‘make the most of my opportunities’ when out of my grandfather’s earshot!

It’s only looking back I can appreciate how