Being ‘Fine’
I broke my wrist recently and, a week later, I had to have surgery to wire the bones into place. What with a general anaesthetic and a lot of morphine, I’ve been spinning like a top. So I am, to say,...
Read moreI broke my wrist recently and, a week later, I had to have surgery to wire the bones into place. What with a general anaesthetic and a lot of morphine, I’ve been spinning like a top. So I am, to say,...
Read moreI was talking to a woman whose relationship is in crisis. She wants more commitment; marriage, a settled home. She and her boyfriend have been together for five years but the more she pushes him for a...
Read moreOne of my favourite phrases is “I don’t know”, which might be considered as a form of fantastic stupidity until you consider this. If I say I don’t know, then somebody will tell me what I need to know...
Read moreI’ve been thinking a lot about the word “sorry” recently – and not in that terribly English way of apologising to people as we stumble past them to get to our seats in the theatre. Frankly, after that...
Read moreWords are powerful. We should not be careless with them; yet we fling them around like so much confetti. My darling dad died last week. I am in pieces but my heart is broken into yet more fragments ev...
Read moreI have been having a good clear out – although I have to confess that one corner of my bedroom is still a mess of old clothes waiting to be bundled up and taken to the charity shop. Oh, well, at leas...
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