Tag Archives: FJ

My Birthday

Opening presents in bed is something The Jellicle and I like to do. One of the reasons I was pretty sad about her being ill was not being able to do that, we approximated it though, with FaceTime. Isn’t living in the future fantastic? Mum got me a lovely bag and The Jellicle found me … Read More


My Bottle Garden

Sometime in 2008 I stopped Dom (Princess Lex’s car – I was driving at the time ) and demanded the Jellicle and/or FJ get out and grab me the rather fantastic bottle I had seen discarded at the recycling point in Hala. The Jellicle moaned and they all laughed at me. I made up a … Read More




How I Love

(Content Warning mentions therapy and ASD, there’s a frank mention of sex at the end). I’ve written here before, about two or three years into my relationship with The Jellicle about the way I feel love most within a group of interconnected loves. M-i-L has been very grateful in the past that my way of … Read More


A Mental Break

(Content Warning – poor mental health, description of a mental break, mention of suicide) I’ve mentioned a few times that I suffered from a mental break last year. They used to be called nervous breakdowns. Technically a doctor can’t say definitively that I did because I didn’t immediately end up in in-patient care. However two … Read More