What’s in a Name?

(First Published on The Motherload Blogzine, 31st August 2019) My name is Lisa. I was perfectly happy about that until I opened a Drama School in my early 30’s and every fourth mother enrolling their child was called Lisa too. It was then I realised that my name gave away my age. Lisa is the... Continue Reading →

Has their Beauty Made me a Beast?

Is it ok to be jealous of my beautiful daughters? I am getting old. My daughters are not. Yes, I understand the whole cycle of life thing, but it doesn’t mean I have to like it. The human body has built-in obsolescence and it pisses me right off. Whilst I am drying up and drooping,... Continue Reading →

Mother Knows Best…

I am very similar to my mum. I am also the polar opposite. The latter is understandable because we are not biologically related, but as an adoptee I revel in the things which connect us, like a love of drawing, literature and perhaps less impressively, clothes and lashings of makeup. Recently I’ve been writing about... Continue Reading →

Dyslexia and Us

When my daughter was diagnosed with dyslexia at six-years-old, I wish I’d known the roller coaster we were embarking on would take us upwards, more often than down. She’s now half way through her GCSE’s and her predicted grades are excellent. It seems like a life-time since we sat with a tearful, bullied child, who... Continue Reading →

Ungentlemanly Behaviour

Common Courtesy Should be Gender Non-Specific I find the term ‘gentleman’ perfect and ridiculous in equal measure. It’s perfect because the word consists of ‘gentle’ and ‘man’, and who doesn’t want some of that in their lives? The dictionary definition sounds great: ‘A chivalrous, courteous, or honourable man.’   Interestingly, the dictionary definition of gentlewoman... Continue Reading →

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