As is customary, I’ll start at the beginning: I was born in Paisley in 1979 making me 39 years old as I write this but possibly an older age by the time you come to read it. It also makes me Scottish. I am very proud to be Scottish although I no longer speak with a Scottish accent most of the time.
I am of the female persuasion and I live in Market Harborough in Leicestershire with the love of my life Mr Awesome Thing Number Five and the other love of my life, Gryff. Gryff, you should know, is the best cat in the world.
I’ve studied English, Information Management and Law* and have amassed an embarrassment of qualifications over the years. Despite this, I am still trying to figure out what I’d actually like to BE when I grow up. For now I’ve settled on being an Information Governance Manager in the public sector – a job I sort of fell into before realising I sort of loved it.
I’m not very tall, I’m a big fan of tidying up and I write a lot of lists. Sometimes the lists get out of hand and I have to make a master list to manage the rest of the lists. I have a fairly expensive stationery habit: if you need to get hold of a novelty post-it note in seconds flat, WeeGee is very definitely your girl.
I tend to get a bit over enthusiastic about things and I tend to SHOUT IF SOMETHING IS IMPORTANT to me. I love jelly tots, and penguins, and TS Eliot, and Canadian writers and fiction in general and cooking and kettle chips and the rock and roll music. I hate unkindness and unmade beds and windy weather and moths and bare feet and mushrooms.
In my late teens I went into battle against myself. I had an eating disorder and suffered from bouts of depression for what felt like the longest time. In the end, I found a way through it all somehow and I’m better now. I learned an awful lot along the way not least how to take things in my stride. That’s the thing about fighting off your own horrors – you end up with a whole lot of kit in your kit bag…
In December 2018, aged 39, a new chapter in my life started to unfold when I was diagnosed with triple negative breast cancer. I’m still figuring out how I feel about that….. I’ll keep you posted.
Love you lots, like Jelly Tots,
*Not all at the same time
19 thoughts on “The story of WeeGee”
Hi there! Thanks for the follow. 🙂
You’re very welcome. Thank you for reciprocating 😀
Doing okay friend?
I heart radio 6.
🙂 Love your blog
Thank you muchly 😀
Miss you! Hope all is well!
Hello lovely. Didn’t recognise you for a minute there 🙂
All well here, just a bit quiet on the blogging front – my New Years resolution is to get back into the swing of blogging regularly!
Hope you are doing okay? I miss you too xoxoxo
Yes I’ve changed my info to my new blog, i don’t have high hopes for the other one to get back up and running. I’m glad all is well, I hope you had a good holiday! I’m doing well. xo
Hey WeeGee checking in on you, I haven’t seen a new post in a couple days and your last post was doomie gloomie…are you okay?
Hey lovely – thanks for checking in. My laptop is broken and I’m too busy at work to do updates during the day 😦
All is well although I am missing you guys xoxox
Good I’m glad you’re okay!! Miss you too! Did you know Red had to shut down everything? She’s no longer blogging 😦
Oh no that’s really sad. Did something bad happen? She’ll be missed. I saw Sailor had to move her blog too. I hope it’s not silly season 😦
it is, i guess family found her blog and there were problems. so to protect her kids she shut down. i’ll miss her terribly. i never met Sailor, but was she found by the wrong people too?
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i love your blog and i am following, or that is, we are. As we are did.
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He all of you! Nice to meet you too 🙂
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