How to Make Sense of Life: Via Summertime Coaching at Regent’s Park

Hello lovelies, I was about to let you all know that my Summertime Coaching days are back on the agenda and decided to ask one of my clients Nicole, to write a few words about her experience this time last year. Nicole has been taking part in one of my mentoring programmes and is fast becoming an amazing and impactful health and well-being  mentor herself. Now, I knew that Nicole was impacted by our conversation

Living in a What If World

A few people have been asking why I do the work that I do, how I started and what life was like before! So, I thought I’d answer the question here, and of course, it’s turned out to be longer than I expected! It’s funny as I would never have described myself as being particularly anxious, and it’s only now with the absence of the anxious thinking (or huge reduction) that I realise how much

The year of the cat.

The year of the cat.

Hello lovelies, Birthdays are funny times and, for me, a bit like New Years Eve, where I can get distracted by what I have and haven’t ‘achieved’ over the previous twelve months and what I could and should achieve over the forthcoming twelve months! The results of the distraction aren’t always pleasant! My recent birthday was a good one, with time spent with family and friends and a feeling of being loved and appreciated, all

A pretty good Mum ………..or am I?

A couple of weeks ago Brian and I went to Scotland to do the finishing touches (again) to our beautiful little house in Scotland (no, not a stone-walled croft with roaring fires, but a seventies bungalow with central heating, stunning all the same!) When we left home in London in the early hours of Thursday morning, our daughter was feeling unwell. She had a fever, a back ache and was feeling miserable. I suspected flu.

With Magic on my Mind

Those moments of magic seem to be appearing more frequently these days, and todays moment was particularly special and poignant. Let me explain ……….. My children and I are like the proverbial ships that pass in the night. My son, aged 22 works weird hours in a pub and for a performing arts school. My daughter, aged 18, also works in a pub, has a good social life and often sleeps late. We are rarely

Relationship counselling (or not)

In my last blog I talked about a friend who thought that I was a relationship counsellor, which I’m not, or am I? I’m sure that I’m not a counsellor, more of a facilitator or teacher I guess. I call myself a coach but even that doesn’t always sit right with me. I decided a while ago that it doesn’t matter what I call myself so I’ll leave it there, for now at least! Now

Party time!

I was at a party last week and found myself sitting next to a friend who I hadn’t seen for a while. It was great to catch up. After he’d told me about his retirement and what his children were up to, he then said, “So, what are you up to these days? Sue tells me you’re doing some sort of relationship counselling.” I immediately felt awkward and panicky as my thoughts tumbled into a

What’s my job here?

My daughter has recently sat her last AS level exam and is in that lovely state of euphoria when, despite a few more weeks of school, she has the summer stretching ahead of her with the promise of a heat wave! The last few weeks have been fascinating for me, watching her wrestle with a whole jumble of feelings as she revised for her exams, and knowing that I had nothing to do except love

Jus’ leave ‘em be maid, they’ll settle down

I was brought up in a small Devon village, in the midst of an active farming community. As child I was part of a gang of bony kneed, freckle faced explorers who loved nothing more than to roam around the countryside making dens and searching for escaped convicts (that’s a story for another time!) I particularly loved hanging about the farms, helping the farmers with their chores whilst trying desperately to avoid being bitten by

Why I decided to call myself a Coach

I had always thought that being a coach meant being an expert at something, sharing your expertise with another person in order for them to increase their skills and showing them how to attain a pre-set goal. I now realise that a coach can be that, but it can also be something quite different.   One of the dictionary definitions I came across is as follows: someone who you pay to give you advice about