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Don’t make me do the mums’ race… ever

June 8, 2016 By Ellen

Team Bundance in training I wrote this in 2012, but it’s sports day again this week… To my left a woman in running shorts – bare, muscled calves twitching to be off. Taller than me by a head. On the right the short-haired mum has pulled off her floral blouse to reveal a running top […]

Middle-age: the nightmare no one warned me about

December 1, 2014 By Ellen

My legs were tangled in the sheets – I couldn’t run. And a weight pressed my chest keeping me pinned down. I needed to get out away. But the scream choked off in my throat as slowly the dream cleared and I realised I was trapped by an affectionate nocturnal visit from Boy Three, who was snoring […]