My Grandmother, and Kryptonite

I am the grand daughter of a truly amazing woman. A woman with an incredible super power. My grandmother was born in Manchester, North West England, and lived a humdrum life until she was about seven years old, when she contracted tuberculosis, which led to the amputation of her knee cap. In the days before the National Health Service, she spent the most of her subsequent childhood in some sort of sanitorium several hours away from home, with little contact with the outside world, including her parents. Then came the war. In her telling, she learnt to dance, and then … Continue reading My Grandmother, and Kryptonite

Big Birthdays

Way way back in May 1983, a young Scott signed a rather important document, in which he promised to serve in Her Majesty’s Royal Air Force until 12 July 2018. In a strange twist of fate, those not glued to England’s performance in the World Cup may have noticed that the Royal Air Force celebrated its 100th birthday in some style this week, and so has featured rather heavily in the news, with the most fabulous parade, and a wonderful flypast over Buckingham Palace. But today is not, in fact, the day on which Scott will become a retired officer, … Continue reading Big Birthdays