Author Archives: lizamartinpope

Writing as I do about life of females in England, it is clear that there is no such thing as magic wishes. However there is one aspect of these three ideals, rather than wishes that are achievable. Yesterday I took a short journey in Canada to a small town near Lake Ontario. I was lookingContinue reading “Three Es…England, Equity, Equality for females…”

Cooking is necessity. I can cook a wide variety of meals from pasta, breads, roasts, seafood, stews, chillis, salads and varying arrays of pastry, pies and any manner of foods. Yet without a doubt my speciality is baking cakes… A Victoria sponge is my signature dish !!!!

Should mere survival be something to raise the feelings of pride in a human being ? In my case it was the first word, descriptor that came to mind. Every ‘normal’ aspect of my life in England was stripped from me. Liberty, children, education and most recently I was forced to strip by police officersContinue reading “Survival … ?”

Escaping persecution be that gender, race religion or war… has always be somewhere in my psyche. Growing up I knew about refugees because in school I shared classes with children whose parents had moved to England to seek refuge. I never really thought too deeply about what that meant, because everyone was safe and inContinue reading “Asylum… Refugee…recovering! Not lazy!!”

This question has made me reflect very much on my situation and choices as a woman. These four values are what I would consider the definition of a strong and safe community. This sounds so simple, so idealistic, yet really are these not the principles that all people deserve to live with ? I learntContinue reading “Honesty, Freedom, Safety and Equity…!”

It was Chrstmas and after the fun of presents food and family, there was something in the air, not hostility, just the feeling of suspense, like something was happening, the same as the furtive preparations, before celebratons, like birthdays, Easter and Chrismas. This was something different, I cannot really describe. I was nine years ofContinue reading “When my father left…”

This sounds as though it is a very basic goal, in fact one that is not really personal, but environmentally specific. Safety is not a singular goal, it relies on a collective sense of values and behaviours. However when I look at the attacks that I have experienced and attacks that I have either witnessedContinue reading “Safety …”

Tell us about a time when you felt out of place. I remember stood in the reception area of the court. My baby was just four years of age. Very poorly with a high temperature she screamed and cried. I stood in the reception area of the court in Birkenstocks skirt shirt my child wrappedContinue reading “The day they took my baby!”