A Paean To Tea
“I feel really unhappy.” It’s a puerile statement for any mother to make, my only defence being it’s day 58 of lockdown, I’m still in pyjamas and the migraine drugs have left me a lethargic mess on m...
Read more“I feel really unhappy.” It’s a puerile statement for any mother to make, my only defence being it’s day 58 of lockdown, I’m still in pyjamas and the migraine drugs have left me a lethargic mess on m...
Read moreI was out running the other day, as you do in lockdown. To make your head, and maybe even some body parts, feel marginally better. I happened to be listening to a Goop podcast which I hadn’t done for...
Read moreHere’s my favourite lockdown moment. Post lunch, warm sun, the freshest London air ever breathed. The screaming neighbour’s kids have retreated indoors and the birds have disappeared to wherever...
Read moreWhen I was growing up in the Sixties, we had a black bakelite telephone in the corner of the living room. It had its own allocated table and chair, because that’s where you went for a quiet chat...
Read more“On the off-chance that anyone fancies a cold dip and hot sauna after, bring towel and swimmers” emailed my yoga instructor, two days before Christmas.With cabin fever already beckoning, I dug o...
Read moreIt had been a while since I’d played this game. Maybe even half a century. It’s nighttime, a comfy 30 degrees and we’re at a party that’s progressed into the pool. I have one foot on someone’s shoulde...
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