I Come from a Different World
When 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 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 moreThe world seems big and scary and out of control right now. I remember feeling just like this as a child, hiding behind the sofa and peering out occasionally at The Daleks, who seemed so utterly...
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 moreWhy you should start treating your scalp with the same respect you treat your face. Adequately covered but never blessed with an abundance of hair I was always conscious of what should have been...
Read moreDuring the same weekend that I grit my teeth when the Duchess of Cambridge spoke about mother’s guilt ( I tried to imagine Prince William ‘fessing up to the same thing – no me neither ), I read...
Read moreTwo years ago, my life took an almighty pause. All the more almighty for being totally out of the blue.One minute, I was hurling myself at life hell for leather, leaping out of bed before dawn, and cr...
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