A Colourful Life: The Nervous Driver

I drove to Guildford and back yesterday. This is a big deal for me. No mean feat. I had my dad … More

A Colourful Life: Why I Write

“I write entirely to find out what I’m thinking, what I’m looking at, what I see and what it means. … More

It’s Tuesday afternoon and I am all alone. The children are with their Grandparents and Joel has nipped out to … More

“When a woman finally learns that pleasing the world is impossible, she becomes free to learn how to please herself.” … More

Somehow, it is December. I don’t quite know how we’ve reached December, but then I’ve said that at the beginning … More

I am sat alone in my kitchen, sipping coffee and deciding what to write about. This is a rare scene. … More

I was recently asked by another Mum at the park what it’s been like having a baby during the pandemic. … More

“Let us be grateful to the people who make us happy; they are the charming gardeners who make our souls … More

This year, to mix things up a little, I have decided against any New-Year goal-setting. For a number of reasons, … More

I attempted to sit down and write this very post about ten hours ago. I managed the sitting down part, … More