You do not have to be good

You do not have to be good. You do not have to walk on your knees for a hundred miles through the desert repenting. You only have to let the soft animal of your body love what it loves. Tell me about despair, yours, and I will tell you mine. Meanwhile the world goes on... … Continue reading You do not have to be good

I Took My Kids To A Protest March, And I’d Do It Again

Of course, the Men of Twitter had something to say about it. When I posted a photo of my two boys holding their carefully hand-written signs at the Women's March on London last month, a couple of them were right on the case. 'The parents should take that kids [sic] advice and stop doing this … Continue reading I Took My Kids To A Protest March, And I’d Do It Again

New worlds, old stars and red lipstick: some advice on being a woman, for my daughter

Little girl, you sleep. I wanted a girl desperately, and you came like a song in the night. That’s a true thing - but in person you are less melodious. Squawky, hungry, passionately attached to us. You take up all your allotted space and more, and I am quietly proud of you for it. There … Continue reading New worlds, old stars and red lipstick: some advice on being a woman, for my daughter

Love after love [and birth]

  The time will come when, with elation you will greet yourself arriving at your own door, in your own mirror and each will smile at the other's welcome, and say, sit here. Eat. You will love again the stranger who was your self. Give wine. Give bread. Give back your heart to itself, to … Continue reading Love after love [and birth]

2017 feels like the year for a different kind of resolution

Do you get the feeling that resolutions aren't quite in vogue at the minute? I've seen a lot this week about chucking out the diet plans and exercise regimes in favour of cozying up on the sofa, without trying to hang your sense of well-being on a set of tick boxes or numbers on a … Continue reading 2017 feels like the year for a different kind of resolution

Real girls fly helicopters: why gender really matters on children’s TV

Kids have horrific taste in TV, but you don't hold it against them. Back in the tender early days of their development, when they watched three carefully vetted programmes occasionally and on rotation, I thought this TV thing would be a doddle. Har. They just didn't have trashy opinions yet, and trashy opinions always come. … Continue reading Real girls fly helicopters: why gender really matters on children’s TV

It isn’t much, but it’s all we’ve got

I am running again. Three times a week I squeeze into Lycra, make sure I have music and a podcast on my phone, and set off. It's been a long time since I've been out, and at first it hurt abominably. My body has got into some poor habits. I barely managed to keep running … Continue reading It isn’t much, but it’s all we’ve got

Live a little. Like your body.

On Sunday morning I got up, showered, and put on tights, pencil skirt, short-sleeved blouse. We were travelling to a family baptism, and while Tim's family are, without qualification, the nicest people I have ever come across, I get a bit quivery about these things beforehand. My Stress Items that morning included the 100% likelihood … Continue reading Live a little. Like your body.

Let’s kick our inner smug mums to the kerb this summer

Some rambly first-draft thoughts I have been mulling over. Let me know what you think.  Let's talk about Utah. Let's talk about Utah and mothers being real. Not that the two are connected, particularly - or perhaps they are, but I'm not someone qualified to talk about it. I mean that, while we spent a … Continue reading Let’s kick our inner smug mums to the kerb this summer

Since we’re talking and all – #Timetotalk

I am having a jolly kind of morning, all things considered. True, I am very bored of this perma-sore throat that has been pinging between us since January. But I had good news from my dentist today, we are squirrelled underneath a duvet watching Cars and eating hot cinnamon roll cake, and we're going on … Continue reading Since we’re talking and all – #Timetotalk