‘Good’ enough?
Sitting in the morning traffic, I looked up and absentmindedly read the advert on the back of the bus ahead of me. It was describing something as ‘GOOD’. I found myself wondering why… Continue reading
Sitting in the morning traffic, I looked up and absentmindedly read the advert on the back of the bus ahead of me. It was describing something as ‘GOOD’. I found myself wondering why… Continue reading
Countless books and articles suggest how we can we get more of it. Magazines write lists telling us who has the most of it. The majority of us probably feel on a day… Continue reading
It’s 1997. My early teenage bedroom is plastered with magazine pages; boybands and song lyrics fight for space across the walls and ceiling. Fast-forward a few years and it’s Vogue fashion shoots, punctuated… Continue reading
“To collect photographs is to collect the world” – Susan Sontag, On Photography What is it that makes you pull your camera or phone out and take a photo of something? My husband… Continue reading
Last Monday morning I dragged myself out of bed, mindlessly drank a cup of coffee and managed to shove my hair into something almost resembling a topknot. I probably didn’t bother to look in the mirror before… Continue reading
We can throw the word ‘unity’ around like confetti. It sounds good, it’s got wholesome vibes. I don’t know about you, but even though it’s a word I happily use, I’ve never really stopped… Continue reading
My childhood fantasy world didn’t involve dressing up in toilet roll and staging make-believe weddings or playing with dolls, pretending they were babies. That never really appealed to me. The one game that always made… Continue reading
Warm, wooly, oversize jumpers with sleeves that fall down over your hands. Scarves that are very much toward the ‘blanket’ end of the spectrum. The flickering light of a fire with its soundtrack of crackling logs.… Continue reading
I’m the kind of person who gets caught up in emotions. Look over at me in the cinema, and I’ll be the first one sobbing, shouting at characters under my breath, or with tears… Continue reading
This is a follow on to a previous post, ‘leaving the script behind‘ which talked about having the courage to be vulnerable. But what about the other side; how do we react when someone… Continue reading