Includes a lot of sarcasm and dark humour, a review of a film that made me cry and a micro story about a boy with an imaginary Dad.
Author: Billy Mann
I'm originally from Liverpool and worked as a national magazine journalist for more than 30 years before suffering a stroke at age 53. I started blogging as part of a neuro-rehabilitation programme and wrote the very first entries with one finger of my disabled left hand. Later, art became another therapy for me at Headway East London's Submit To Love Studios. I write about my daily activities and encounters. In 1988, I married Jane. We are still together today, sharing our lives and making each other laugh.
Upper limb boot camp
Slow and shaky, the words started to come
Stroke archive
This archive started in 2015 as a diary I made during stroke rehabilitation clinic
Scrapbook 2014
Includes an imaginary showstopper on The Great British Bakeoff, the charms of fictional Venetian detective Guido Brunetti and paintings inspired by Google Maps.



