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 →

Podcasts — Are They Intimacy Plus?

What Happened to Human Connection? The dictionary definition of intimacy is: ‘Close familiarity or friendship,’ so when I hear of podcasts, which are, by their very nature, an external, intangible, remote digital experience, being described as ‘intimacy plus,’ my nose automatically wrinkles. At this point I should explain that I love podcasts (The Guilty Feminist... 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 →

This Will Make You Hate Me

My Dogged Fear I have written some controversial articles before, but this is the one I’ve held off from publishing, because I know it will make you hate me. Why? Because I’m about to tell you why I wish dogs had never been put on this Earth. If you’re still reading, if you haven’t clicked off... Continue Reading →

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