Toothpicks and hand cream and freshly washed linen, lens wipes and flat shoes, that’s just the beginning. You know you love them so join as I sing, because these are a few of my favourite things… Forgive the ear worm (you’ll be humming Julie Andrews all day), but since I realised how some things which... Continue Reading →
My Friends Are Electric
Today I am feeling the love. It could be because I had a great evening at the theatre last night, but I think it’s more likely to be because I went there with my clever, funny, sparkling friend. This glow is not a one off. Now, at the grand old age of forty-nine, I am... Continue Reading →
The Responsibility of Being Loved
Confession of a Guilty Mother During a meeting about Secondary School admissions, the weight of my daughter’s love hit me like a tidal wave. She’d been interviewed alone by the School’s Assistant Principal, before I was invited in to join them. One of the questions he’d asked her was where she’d like to time-travel to, and... Continue Reading →
Newly Single Women Beware
Newly Single Women Beware Charm is the mask of the Controlling Man An intentionally charming man is like a hungry wolf. He will stalk his prey and pounce when they are at their weakest. I think I’m immune to charm. Instead of melting at smooth words, gentle touches on the elbow and prolonged smiles, I... Continue Reading →