Wanted: ‘No tears’ toothpaste


Out of the most humiliating things you can tell a grown woman she should or needs to do, to brush her teeth has to be at the top of the list. It clearly implies two things: 1. Your breath stinks; you have got no sense of hygiene: i.e. you are dirty. 2. You should be […]

An independent woman


If I was to stay at this job for at least another year several conditions had to be met: I would need to keep earning good money (as all things aside) my ultimate goal was to go back to University and maybe travel back to my home country for a while as I was terribly […]

That INSOLENT girl!


I had just about decided that it was time to go downstairs and face the wrath of the little lady. I had not been in the job 10 minutes until Dorothy’s rage was unexpectedly (and dare I say: quite unfairly) thrust upon me. But then again to her eyes who the hell was I? She […]

My first day-slash-breakdown


7.15 am: my alarm clock went off. Usually I might struggle to get out of bed and I might even stay for a bit longer. But not on that day. I had slept on the sofa as Izabela (my stepmother and carer who I was replacing) was still sleeping and was due to leave the […]

Meeting the flimsy little lady


Dorothy was this sweet, flimsy little woman who compliantly (in a strangely also defiant way) followed the rushed and caring Polish carer who she seemed attached to by an invisible rope. When  I arrived with my big suitcase to take the care job in Uxbridge  she greeted me indiscriminately, not knowing who I was, why […]

About Me and the Blog


My name is Anna Iris Nogueira Nicolau, I am Brazilian, 23 years old and since I can remember I have consumed a beautiful affair with drawing and an interest in vulnerable people. Since then  I have achieved a BSc (Hons) Psychology degree and embarked on a fascinating adventure as a live-in full time Dementia Care […]