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About me |
As a police officer of almost twenty years, as I specialised in the area of child protection I became frustrated as I dealt with domestic abuse cases, where children were too often the forgotten victims. I went home from work one evening frustrated and upset with my inability to help three children who we knew were living in a home where they were regularly exposed to domestic abuse, but like many, they were too afraid to speak out.
Questioning whether or not I was in the right job, I found myself looking for ways to help children stuck in this type of situation. I started writing a fictional story, based on what it is like for children who have no choice but to live with domestic abuse. Writing through the eyes of an eleven year old child, I provide techniques which children can use to take their minds elsewhere, during the traumatic moments, when they hear the abuse in another room. Those techniques, formed the foundation of my first book, providing an escape which aims to re-direct the readers thoughts, long after the book has finished. Children and adults alike will enjoy and benefit from these fictional stories.
My writing is based purely on my experience and not on any particular person, family or incident/case I have dealt with and any similarity, to any person in real life, is purely coincidental.
It is my ambition to get this book into schools so everyone has access to these coping mechanisms from a young age.
I aspire to do as much as I can to help children and animals, who give so trustingly, yet many suffer so much at the hands of humans.
Where I am unable to directly help children get out of their abusive homes, I will do all I can to help them cope whilst in it. This has led me to write a second book, which is in the editing stage and I have started writing a third - the final in this fictional "Frangel trilogy" - which has twists and turns that I am very excited about.
Out with work, I love to spend my time in nature with my dog, Hubby and camera. I love watching the journey of a rescue dog go through rehabilitation, as I have with my last three dogs. The amazing blue merle collie you see below, was only 7 days away from being put to sleep twelve years ago, when he was only two years old. Three years, and lots of rehabilitation, later he became a Pets As Therapy dog where he gave so much love and healing to those in palliative care, people suffering from dementia and the elderly. Sadly he went to Rainbow Bridge in September 2020, and whilst there is not a day that goes by that I don't miss him, he found us the beautiful black Sprocker you see below, who never fails to give us a dull moment. I wish I had a fraction of the energy she has!
As the old cliché goes "A house is not a home without a dog" and for me, that is so true.
Questioning whether or not I was in the right job, I found myself looking for ways to help children stuck in this type of situation. I started writing a fictional story, based on what it is like for children who have no choice but to live with domestic abuse. Writing through the eyes of an eleven year old child, I provide techniques which children can use to take their minds elsewhere, during the traumatic moments, when they hear the abuse in another room. Those techniques, formed the foundation of my first book, providing an escape which aims to re-direct the readers thoughts, long after the book has finished. Children and adults alike will enjoy and benefit from these fictional stories.
My writing is based purely on my experience and not on any particular person, family or incident/case I have dealt with and any similarity, to any person in real life, is purely coincidental.
It is my ambition to get this book into schools so everyone has access to these coping mechanisms from a young age.
I aspire to do as much as I can to help children and animals, who give so trustingly, yet many suffer so much at the hands of humans.
Where I am unable to directly help children get out of their abusive homes, I will do all I can to help them cope whilst in it. This has led me to write a second book, which is in the editing stage and I have started writing a third - the final in this fictional "Frangel trilogy" - which has twists and turns that I am very excited about.
Out with work, I love to spend my time in nature with my dog, Hubby and camera. I love watching the journey of a rescue dog go through rehabilitation, as I have with my last three dogs. The amazing blue merle collie you see below, was only 7 days away from being put to sleep twelve years ago, when he was only two years old. Three years, and lots of rehabilitation, later he became a Pets As Therapy dog where he gave so much love and healing to those in palliative care, people suffering from dementia and the elderly. Sadly he went to Rainbow Bridge in September 2020, and whilst there is not a day that goes by that I don't miss him, he found us the beautiful black Sprocker you see below, who never fails to give us a dull moment. I wish I had a fraction of the energy she has!
As the old cliché goes "A house is not a home without a dog" and for me, that is so true.
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MY PRECIOUS PETS WHO HAVE CROSSED THE RAINBOW BRIDGE
RAINBOW BRIDGE
Just this side of heaven is a place called Rainbow Bridge. When an animal dies that has been especially close to someone here, that pet goes to Rainbow Bridge. There are meadows and hills for all of our special friends so they can run and play together. There is plenty of food, water and sunshine, and our friends are warm and comfortable.
All the animals who had been ill and old are restored to health and vigor. Those who were hurt or maimed are made whole and strong again, just as we remember them in our dreams of days and times gone by. The animals are happy and content, except for one small thing; they each miss someone very special to them, who had to be left behind.
They all run and play together, but the day comes when one suddenly stops and looks into the distance. His bright eyes are intent. His eager body quivers. Suddenly he begins to run from the group, flying over the green grass, his legs carrying him faster and faster.
You have been spotted, and when you and your special friend finally meet, you cling together in joyous reunion, never to be parted again. The happy kisses rain upon your face; your hands again caress the beloved head, and you look once more into the trusting eyes of your pet, so long gone from your life but never absent from your heart.
Then you cross Rainbow Bridge together....
Author unknown
Just this side of heaven is a place called Rainbow Bridge. When an animal dies that has been especially close to someone here, that pet goes to Rainbow Bridge. There are meadows and hills for all of our special friends so they can run and play together. There is plenty of food, water and sunshine, and our friends are warm and comfortable.
All the animals who had been ill and old are restored to health and vigor. Those who were hurt or maimed are made whole and strong again, just as we remember them in our dreams of days and times gone by. The animals are happy and content, except for one small thing; they each miss someone very special to them, who had to be left behind.
They all run and play together, but the day comes when one suddenly stops and looks into the distance. His bright eyes are intent. His eager body quivers. Suddenly he begins to run from the group, flying over the green grass, his legs carrying him faster and faster.
You have been spotted, and when you and your special friend finally meet, you cling together in joyous reunion, never to be parted again. The happy kisses rain upon your face; your hands again caress the beloved head, and you look once more into the trusting eyes of your pet, so long gone from your life but never absent from your heart.
Then you cross Rainbow Bridge together....
Author unknown
With thanks to Tyler Humphries for permission to use his beautiful image of Rainbow Bridge