I live by the sea near my birth town of Portsmouth, the UK’s only island city. (That makes it sound way better than it really is.)
When I say I’m ‘near Portsmouth’, I’m safely over the water on the Isle of Wight. So I can insult it all I like, as nobody from The Mainland ever, ever comes over here.
We actually moved here when I was three, and I loved books and wanted to be a writer or an actress.
When I was ten my dad told my mother to stop buying me books because he didn’t want me to get “big-headed”. Thanks dad.
I left school at 13 (I have something in common with Jennifer Lawrence!) and then shortly after I went to The Mainland.
I found my way to university. I had zero confidence and made a mess of things. I tried to be an actress but have anxiety – the real kind.
I’m now stranded back on the Isle of Wight. After university, I went to live with my dad again, before he got sick with cancer and pulmonary fibrosis.
He died October 2018.
Slow to the Party was born the following February. I’d blogged on and off for a few years but decided it helped me after his death to dedicate myself to it as I deal with bereavement and rebuild (hopefully) my new life.
I’m always a little slow to the party. Stuff gets in the way, doesn’t it?