In a bun dance

If I'm going to get something, I usually get it in spades - luck (both kinds), children, clutter, dirty laundry, bright ideas, daft ideas...

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On time: a post that gets dark quite quickly

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I feel such a sense of loss when I think of the great, unwritten poems that took a backseat to polished floors – Brigid Schulte There’s an essay doing the rounds, it’s called A Woman’s Greatest Enemy? A Lack Of Time For Herself and it’s by Brigid Schulte. It took me days to find the […]

Please help, I’ve lost my way in the bookshop…

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My usual mode of book consumption is audiobooks, whilst driving, doing boring domestic things or walking. Generally whilst ignoring other people… Occasionally I want a real one to turn the pages on (even pretend e-reader pages would do). The other day I started browsing for inspiration. A long time ago, I hazily remember, this used […]

The Boxing Day words

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It’s the limbo of it. Christmas Day was full of traditions and purpose. Even the anarchy of consumption and indulgence is ambitious: A systematic approach to emptying fridge and filling belly. Boxing Day, though. That’s a different story. The plan never rolls this far. Shiftless drifting from chocolate box to small screen, pottering, with a […]

Seeing through the brain fog – dropping another clanger

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Yesterday I was lucky. I noticed in the nick of time that the theatre tickets were for a matinee not, in fact, for the evening show. We got there, breathless, and earned, as a bonus, an extra evening of family board games. So, yes, lucky. But it does happen to me quite often these days. […]

We need to talk about Black Friday

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A happy hour that lasts all night is one thing, but a Friday – and a black one at that – that stretches all week is just not on. Add to that the fact that it’s entirely manufactured and cynical effort to separate you from your hard-earned and you can see how it’s an entirely unsatisfactory […]