14th June, 2019

I feel as though I am swimming through soup; one of my specialities full of roasted vegetables, pulses and lentils – full-bodied as opposed to insipid! Still talking about soup … In a week of Boris Johnson and incessant rain, feeling the pain! Eight days to go before...

7th June, 2019

I have never tried yoga. Perhaps I should. In this manic period of my life, anything which would enable me to relax would be a godsend but somehow, judging by past experience, I don’t think it would work. Take sedation, as opposed to a general anaesthetic: back in the...

31st May, 2019

Multi-tasking. There is a limit! As my head seems to spin the full 365 degrees, I can’t help but contemplate ‘why’? I suppose it’s the culmination of seven years of legal battling but, of course, sometimes the bitterness is such that it is compulsive and the desire to...

24th May, 2019

Dear Reader … well, Manny! The first to sign up, that’s what I call loyalty. A slightly novel means of communicating with one’s son, it beats hollering upstairs – or competing with a screen. All good. So, how was your day?! It feels weird writing this on my new...

17th May, 2019

​I have surprised myself this week!  Long years chained to the kitchen sink, as it were, a stay-at-home mother foregoing the ‘coveted’ identity of some job title, responsible, merely, for the nurturing of the next generation … and I still have a brain!  Able to...

10th May, 2019

The 10th May.  A date forever etched in my memory and one which, hauntingly, connects two lives for very different reasons. I wear my paternal grandmother’s engagement ring, left to me when she died – I was 22, I think.  My middle name was hers and I have bemoaned it...