It’s one of those nights – full moon dazzling brighter than daylit drizzle. Shine on the roof makes the new house look even more like the setting of a Scandi thriller. You know. The bit where the family are innocently sitting round in their jumpers amiably discussing opera just before something really horrible happens… Nothing […]
Well, we’re in. And I love it. The way the fire reflects in the floor… The view over the field… (ignoring the builders’ portaloo) The warmth… The feeling of landing…. Of course, there are boxes everywhere. And stuff inexplicable things that I can’t get rid of. But it’s home.
Did I mention that I was moving in? … Tomorrow. Actually tomorrow. Until then, I need to wait. And while I wait I’ve been reading Caitlin Moran’s More Than A Woman. There were moments it felt like she was talking just to me, but then that’s her magic. Specifically on the glory of the hag […]
In this year of strange, one of the most strange things has been the lack of ceremony. Normally we’re cartwheeled from New Year to Christmas via back to schools, end of terms, birthdays, annual thises and celebratory thats plus a host of other unavoidable calendar signposts. Without proper Halloween or the planning, packing, sunburn peeling […]
Oddly, when I don’t blog about things, it’s as if they didn’t really happen. It’s the old tree falling in the forest thing. If there’s no one to listen, what’s the point? Boy Three and I are stuck at home. He’s isolating because a classroom assistant has tested positive. (Won’t it be marvelous one day […]