Emancipation : the sequel

My friend just had a baby! It was an empowering experience for her and she got exactly what she wanted. Why? Because she said ‘no’. She said ‘no’ to the epidural and being induced and ‘yes’ to researching, reading, preparing her body and mind and taking the power back. What an inspiration! And I’m not […]

Lessons in Emancipation

A strange thing happened last Tuesday… I said ‘no’. And it made me realise how much I normally say ‘yes’. It felt good to refuse for a change. It had been a very hard day and I felt it was ‘justified’. The people I said ‘no’ to were also totally cool about it and understanding. I […]

rolling with the good times

Oh man, right now I am feeling so grateful to have this blog. Isn’t the internet grand? Such a time-waster but also such an enabler. I am feeling so grateful to all of you who responded to my last post about announcing I am a writer and grateful to anyone, in fact, who has ever […]

romancing the soul in saint tropez

There is more juice to be got out of my day in Saint Tropez. Feeling out of the flow is confusing. I can’t make decisions. I have so much to say but I don’t know where to start. Things feel difficult. I numb out. I waste time in front of the mirror. I try to […]

the Interesting and the Beautiful

Ah now I remember the other side of France – the side where I had low self-esteem. Saint Tropez …. The place of starlets and movie stars. The playground of the rich and famous, where Brigitte Bardot sunbathed topless in the 1960s. Songs have been written about it. Fake tans have been named after it. […]

a view from the train

It’s been forever since I sat for eight hours just listening to music and staring out the window. Maybe never. It was a surprise, I hadn’t planned it. That was a surprise too. I like to plan stuff. I like to have all my stuff with me just in case. The week before I left […]

so sexy it hurts

It was only a matter of time before I got to writing about cats. I hear you roll your eyes. Don’t worry – I’m not going to wax on about why I love cats so much. Just know that I do. And I know I’m not alone. I just discovered an Instagram page from a […]

The First Time

The First time I went to France I was eighteen and with my parents. We got dropped off by a tour bus and had three days staying on the outskirts of Paris. I remember it was Bastille Day and a man had brought a ladder to climb up and see the parade. We drank red […]

making love on a thursday…

Together since the world began; the madman and the lover. I found those words in the pre-pages of The Doors biography I read when I was fifteen. Those words spoke to me then. I knew what it meant to be mad and in love. This is what fifteen-year-old girls know. These words placed together so […]

the story of all creation

Phew! Now that I’ve got out what I wanted to say about my desk, I can carry on with what I actually wanted to write about before I got blown off course. Okay, I promise that was the last of the nautical metaphors. Today a pure white sky sits beyond the rooftops and the wind is […]