Feeling Feisty


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Standing outside my office last week, as the rain started again and large splotches threatened to soak me, I felt a bit like a victim of the world. Not a martyr to the summer that nearly but never was, but a twotime loser. I have curly hair, and a crutch (again). I looked to the […]

5th September 2011

Sirens


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My faith in my city is strong, and my doubt in her is only a flicker. Like the occasionally blue flashing lights which catch a reflection on the street across my own and splashes onto my lounge window. If I stand in my back garden tonight the sirens are still surround sound. If we stand […]

7th August 2011

The hunt for the perfect cardigan


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Josie writes a blog, called ‘sleep is for the weak’. On it she has a writing workshop which I gingerly read and occasionally toy with entering posts to. My reticence is a remnant of the 6th form – all hanging at the back not feeling cool enough with my still too shiny DMs, my embarrassing […]

27th June 2011

Do you enjoy breastfeeding?


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I’ve been asked this a lot. I find the whole subject of breastfeeding very hard, not least as it is so knotted up with so many heartfelt emotional issues. I know many women who carry feelings of guilt, worry, resentment about breastfeeding or being unable to do it as they might have hoped. Me? I […]

23rd June 2011

Getting giggy


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I don’t know much about music and realise I’m fairly herd-ish. Given I was born in 1977, and I don’t like change, I’m a relatively predictable blend of Britpop, Dad rock, occasional drunken punk, mellow acoustics, ’60s classics and songs from films I’ve stolen as my own. Mr Thatwoman is a born muso. Our colour […]

30th May 2011

Recoiling and Remembering


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Today I had an IUD fitted and it made me think of sex. Glorious early 20s sex where procreation is a dread fear and your biggest worry is finding a chemist on a Sunday that will give you the morning after pill. (Although in my day you had to do the walk of shame to […]

18th January 2011