I wrote this two days after the beginning of the first lockdown in the UK (can you believe that’s almost two years ago?). I didn’t share it at the time …
Whenever I go for more than a week without writing to you (and to be honest even a week feels like too long), I feel disconnected from my true self. …
It’s early February and I hear the woodpeckers tapping daily now on top of the electric poles. Blue tits chase one another in circles around the hedges, looking just like …
(This is not a polished piece of writing. It’s an extract from my diary after an experience with a mobile phone. We do not realise the extent to which our …
Creativity can fester. The same way vegetables left too long in the fridge turn mushy and mouldy and rancid, creativity, left unused, festers in the internal organs and begins to …
The world was made for you! The entirety of everything beneath and above and around the swirling stars was made for your delight. You have been taught that this is …
What a lovely little house this is! Built in the 1920s, it has many elegant original features. The open fireplace in the master bedroom, the deep wooden cupboard in the …
When I was small, no one told me about The Box. I was led to believe that life was play. I drifted happily about in my imagination, sometimes twirling around …
Have you noticed how your life can shrink around you until one day you wake up and wonder, what actually happened to my life? What happened to me? Your life …
Every morning, now that it’s truly winter, one of my daily morning chores is to clean out the wood burner and lay a fresh fire ready for the day. I …