Bit of a strange title ,I know - but not sure what else to call it.
I have been wanting to do this for a while - but never really had the motivation ( see last post )
A little bit about the journey that I have made through life - to get to where I am today.
So I live in South Africa,in a little town called Queensborough,in the city of Durban,on the east coast - a very cosy place to live - the so called 'sleepy town' nothing ever happens here,and everyone minds their own business - just the way that I live it.
But I was born somewhere else - far away from here - the northern hemisphere,in a little town called Anglesea,off the coast of Wales,in the United Kingdom.
Both my parents are from Northern Ireland - so considering that is part of the UK,they are british,not irish -funny how people dont know the difference?Anyway - my father is protestant and my mother is catholic - so ireland was not a good place to get married in 1970.So they eloped ...............( how romantic) by that I mean,they hopped on a ferry across the North Sea and got as far as Wales.....times were hard I guess.
So I was born in Bangor Hospital - only one problem - i had a hole in the base of my spine.Something called Spina Bifida.Comes in 4 different stages ! being the 'best' and 4 being the 'worst' Mine was stage 3.A vertebra comes in 2 halves - the back half and the front half - At the base of my spine just above my coxix,I have the back half and no front half and no disks in between.So my spine is doing somewhat of a balancing act on what is left.
But I digress....
So i was just stitched up and had a VP shunt put in my head to alleviate the pressuse of cerebral spinal fluid in my head - I have not baby pictures - well,nothing before th age of 2 - as it was up until that age that I had been in and out of hospital......having to have the shunt in my head replaced,as it had stopped working and my head had swelled.Causing pressure on the optic nerve in my left eye and leaving me with optic atrophy in my left eye....something I had to deal with later in life......
but I digress again.....
eventually i was deemed ' fit ' enough to travel and my mom,my dad and me went back to Northern Ireland
and then my brother was born.....



