Category: Guest Blogs

From the Archives: I Am in Peace: the Ministry of Margaret Fell by Mary Sharratt – Guest Blog

Moderator’s note: This marvelous FAR site has been running for 10 years and has had more than 3,600 posts in that time. There are so many treasures that have been posted in this decade that they tend to get lost in the archives. We have created this column so that we can all revisit some of these gems. Today’s blogpost was originally posted March 6, 2019. It is paired with a new guest post abut Margaret Fell which will be posted tomorrow. You can visit the original post here to see the comments.

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This linoprint of Margaret Fell can be orderedhere.

Pendle Hill will forever be associated to the Pendle Witches of 1612 who live on in the undying soul of the landscape and its folklore and who inspired my 2010 novel, Daughters of the Witching Hill. Pendle Hill also gave birth to the Quaker movement.

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by Tiffany Belle Harper

Femme Within returns for Autumn — Femme Within – Golden Sands Hotel

Golden Sands Bed and Breakfast is a little hotel by the sea in Blackpool that have teamed up with Femme Within offering mini-breaks combined with pamper packages. Whether you are a bride to be looking for a special hen party or just fancy a group getaway with work chums, friends or family, look no further. […]

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by Tiffany Belle Harper

I’m Back… Minus an Organ and a Half!

I don’t really know how to quickly recap the last 6 months. It has been slow, sore and miserable. Between Russell and I there has been roughly 1 MRI scan, 1 CT scan, 1 (failed)Colonoscopy, 1 Flexible Cystoscopy, 1 cancelled surgery, 2 Surgeries, countless blood tests, urine samples, a couple dozen X-rays and weekly physio appointments but here we both are… out of the tunnel, still together and very grateful for the NHS.

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When we weren’t at hospital appointments – shout out to Ninewells and Forth Valley Royal Hospital – I was sat on the toilet, usually in tears, going through loo roll like we were made of money. It was not a fun time. In all honesty I had been feeling like shit (I am not one for swearing but there is no other word to describe it – sorry mum!) way before I made it known. I had been running on 30% for as…

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by Tiffany Belle Harper