Just Gilly

  I've lost 2lb wayhey! More by accident than design, if I'm honest. On Tuesday night, with my 'pudding' pancake I had half a banana. Knowing full well that bananas had given me an allergic reaction the last few times (sick at the side of the road last time) I still ate it. I just kind of like to check if I can tolerate it. I mean 3 years ago I was getting itchy throats and vomiting with eggs, and I now eat eggs all the time, and I'm fine. But within 10 mins of the banana I felt unwell. I took an antihistamine and went in the bath. Then I was sick. In the bath! Over and over. Just couldn't make it out in time. Mark came to my rescue and got me into the shower. I had an early night. But I'm guessing that's where my 2 lbs are. Just in time for Mark and I to go away for a few days. Back to the Hideaways - one of my favourite romantic escapes. In fact those of my readers in Scotland can see it on the first episode of Scotland's Greatest Escapes on BBC Sc...

My name is Gillian, though I'm known as Gilly and hardly anyone calls me by my full name, mainly my children when they consider I've been naughty! My dad is called Ian. In almost 54 years of life I hadn't realised that my dad's name was in my name, Gill - Ian! I mean at school for all those years I would have written Gillian Kerr everyday, although my dad was just called dad then. I can't believe I've just noticed this coincidence. Though is it? I need to ask my parents. Was it deliberate? Did they know? When did they realise? Dad? Or should I call you Ian? Was it planned? My mental health is not so good. I'm grieving for Libby still, so much. This is normal they tell me. I'm so sad, but I think maybe depressed. You can't compartmentalise things in your life. Put one thing in a box and label it grief. Then something else in another box labelled weight. My distress and horror at my current size. There might also be one for worry - my son finishes his ...

Today we're going to be talking about farting. Now, bear with me, I know it's a bit embarrassing but everyone does it. Just the same as weeing and pooing! Absolutely everyone - the King, Kylie Minoghue, James McAvoy, Nicola Sturgeon. Who makes these rules? If you sneezed in front of strangers you wouldn't be particularly embarrassed. Air erupting out your mouth or air erupting out your bum? What's the difference? I'd clean my ears with a cotton bud (disclaimer - don't put anything smaller than your elbow in your ears) in front of people but pick my nose? Who says ear wax is alright but bogies aren't? I would discuss eye discharge (aka 'sleep') with someone at the bus stop but probably not vaginal discharge! Belly fluff is not too rude but bum fluff is? I openly get my eyebrows waxed but I'm a lot more discrete about my bikini waxing. When did all this prudishness start? Did cave men apologise to their tribe if they bottom burped in the cave? It s...

Mark and Ellie went to Italy skiing with my BiL. Since they were flying from Newcastle it seemed like a no brainer to cadge a free lift down. I've spent the week with my mum, and I've caught up with family and friends, which has been lovely. I also decided to treat myself to my own mini holiday and booked into a spa hotel... ...I was very excited. It's a hotel I've always wanted to stay in but I have to say my room was very disappointing. I've stayed in smarter Premier Inns. The air con wasn't working and the room was freezing! Eventually they brought me a noisy heater. It was ok, I slept well. The food was very good (breakfast, dinner and a lunch was included). The spa was nice though the jacuzzi was broken. My treatments were good (body massage and scrub) but I think I felt a little lonely (which I wasn't expecting) and I missed Mark and couldn't stop thinking of Libby. The perfect time for my phone to pop up an album of photos all of her!) I cried all...