Cheryl-lee Broadfoot's Page

I went on the best holiday ever, I didnt check emails once, I rested, I relaxed, and then I came home to the best surprise of all...

Whilst following up on my emails, I realised just how rich I really was... mmmm mmm.

Yes, I have more money than God's got sheep - I have hit 5 of the lotto jackpots world-wide. Yup, you heard me, I am a gadzillionaire, wont be able to count all the money, in fact, my great, great, great-grand -children wont be able to count all my money there is so much of it.… Continue

Note to self: this flat is a total tip; everything I own is everywhere... tomorrow is operation clean-up, end of!
Tick tock, tick tock and tomorrow comes: What a lovely early start, there is a cold frost and sunny skies, think I may enjoy staring at this beautiful start to operation clean-up a little bit longer...
Tick tock, tick tock and after breakfast: just finishing off these emails, then another cuppa, a quick call to a mate I haven’t spoken to for 35 years, oooh look, another new page to c… Continue

I've just been around the world, Shanghai, Auckland, LA, London and still haven’t found myself. I tried looking in the back yard before leaving: scuttling through the undergrowth... fighting off the robins in the hedge, I even looked in front of the house: asking people passing by... but they just shrugged and carried walking by, so I turned the house upside down in a flurry of ferocious searching and then in dazed confusion, I decided to look around the world, but I wasn’t there either... so I… Continue

Crunch, crunch, creak, crack, whir whir, crack, creak, crunch, crunch.
Like a giant metal door rusted and stuck in place over the millennia with all the rains of despair, my heart is finally starting to open slowly and steadily inch by agonising inch.

I don’t know what has caused this, but the pressure is releasing slowly, fizzling out in a puff giving way to a fusion of soft pink and jade green light, a beautiful gentle garden path opens in front of me, drawing me closer and closer and cautiou… Continue

"Look forward, stop talking, face the front and damn well pay attention Miss B", I think that sentence is seared into my memory like a branded bull at a cattle auction. A very sulky "Yes Miss" was all I could ever come back with vocally, inside though, my mind would be reeling and respooling all those wonderful things I could say if I was an adult but couldn't because right now I was 'just a girl', can you imagine the spanking I would get if Miss phoned mom and told her what I had said - if I ha… Continue