The Questions I Wish People Would Ask: The Perimenopausal Princess Papers Part 6

Perimenopause is a lonely old place.  Younger friends don’t know it exists or live in denial of the day when all this will happen to them.  Older friends don’t talk about ‘things downstairs’ or ‘the change’ because it’s not the done thing.  So here I am stuck in between a rock and a hot place. Continue reading “The Questions I Wish People Would Ask: The Perimenopausal Princess Papers Part 6”

Easily Irritated: The Perimenopausal Princess Papers Part 3

These days most people get on my tits.  In fact, not just people; noise, smells, tastes, theme tunes, phone notifications, radio DJs making small talk, the postman taking a shortcut over my front lawn that is the size of a postage stamp (lazy bastard).  I hadn’t thought anything of it – just assumed I wasContinue reading “Easily Irritated: The Perimenopausal Princess Papers Part 3”