Here’s a thought. Do you think our two-week break from the humdrum restores our souls or is it all about getting a lie-in and on the other side of some large gins? I know the bucket-and-spade ritual has a sacred status – nothing should get in the way of the great British holibags, and everything […]
Things we learned from a brief trip to Aviemore
The weekend before last saw Boy Three and I off on a micro adventure and it was educational. Time is not a fixed thing. Once you start thinking about time as a linear, measurable thing, that’s when the trouble starts. You think it’s all neatly split up into seconds, days and minutes. Then, suddenly, you […]
When your macaroons all look like fannies
An old post, but they still look like hoohas. So there I was professionally looking at photos to see if they would be suitable for a website. This is the clipping path company I always call for editing images. As well as assessing for impact, emotional resonance and general prettiness, I was also trying to […]
Women’s football: balls to the sexists
A late submission to football chat… I first decided football wasn’t for me sometime in the late 1980s when, with a Dons-supporting boyfriend at Pittodre, the opposition substituted a black player. The racism shocked and sickened me. That these ordinary folk in the stand beside me had brought a banana with them to express their […]
Shoe horns and ready salted crisps – things I’ve learned from getting older
Actually, it’s just one thing. It’s OK to change your mind. There’s something in those unquestionable lessons of life that seem to say know your self, decide who you are and – most importantly – stick with it. Like, choosing your career before you are old enough to drive, or whether or not you’re homosexual […]