Facelickers.


health, hope, uncategorised, words

There are two types of people in the world. Two sides, when the lines are drawn and we reveal our essence. There are those for whom social distancing has an element of relief, for whom a quieter life, small gatherings have a majesty and truth. A calmness maybe, that is as part of who they […]

5th February 2021

Miracles? If the ring fits…


health, hope, words

I am standing in my kitchen and I don’t know a miracle is about to happen. It’s spring time, air cool, flowers swelling, but I don’t even believe in miracles. Even in nature. I am sorting through the plastic shoppers and reusable bags which engulf the corner of our kitchen. Trying to fold them neatly, […]

10th June 2020

A handbag?!? A new challenge! A gauntlet.


feminism, words

Sometimes things are a sign. They remind us of who we are and what we should be and what we should do. And sometimes, if we are sensible, we listen to them. As women the discussion of our bodies have been drawn so sharply into mainstream over recent years, that it feels almost dangerous. There […]

3rd May 2017

Diamonds And Pearls


words

Oh Maya Angelou. So beautiful and strong. It is so sad to know she’s dead when her honesty and generosity with her own life and her raw story felt like such an open gift to everyone. 

29th May 2014

Technology baby: out of touch


words

All children I know and have ever met have been obsessed with technology. I suspect it is somehow linked to their connection with the future – they are, of course, closer to it than us. Kicking off the edge of the past, as represented by us, floating out further than we can reach to find […]

28th April 2012

Mother Tongue: Only connect…


depression, family & parenting, words

This weekend I had a fleeting online chat with Michael Rosen , a massive hero of mine. We tweeted about the inner meanings of Roald Dahl’s The Twits. It was one of my proudest moments when he retweeted my undergraduate analysis (that The Twits is all Foucault innit, a parable on internal flaws exposed). Or […]

2nd April 2012

Go baby, go: Second first words


words

Newborn is still teasing us with whether his sounds are words. Don’t get me wrong, he has means of communication. He has his vigorous shouting and pointing, an ability to vote with his feet and either stomp off (from any situation he dislikes) or stand up (in his high-chair and change the dynamics of mealtimes). […]

5th February 2012