It’s my birthday, and I wished for this

This, being… one insomniac coughing fit so energetic I blew out an eardrum (brills) two

letters to my children

This Is Where We Are: A letter to my son on Mother’s Day (2)

Having read about it here, I wanted to write about how I mother my babies day-to-day,

soul food and sanity savers

Its name is Sprucey

Our Christmas tree experience this year got off to an inauspicious start. We all had

soul food and sanity savers

watch-listen-read: Friday treats for your eyes and ears

Tomorrow, when you read this, I’ll be making bacon sandwiches in a tent overlooking Corfe



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