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One day at about eleven years of age I was bathing at home, my Mum was at her friends house nearby, my brother out with his friends. It was a sunny day, before the return to school, having just got back from visiting my Dad in Canada for the summer. Lazing in the bath theContinue reading “My mums stranger changed my life…”

The decision to write, possibly the most significant decision I have made in my life. I suppose quite simply it is because it is mine, only mine. My voice. The words cannot be taken away, there is freedom that I have lacked for so long in my life. The first time I realised that IContinue reading “Making the decision to write…”

I often have something to eat away from home whilst in England. But my favourite place in England is without the Ivy. It is perfection. The tabel linen the great menus, the sevice, the elegant and slightly avantgarde decor is all perfect. It is place to pass time admiring the pictures on the wall, noticingContinue reading “‘The Ivy’”

I had been in an intimate realationship almost every moment of my adult life. Then my husband passed away unexpectedly. He told me that it was ok to move forward. I was insistent at the time it was not going to be easy. I have been alone now for several years. Alone in the senseContinue reading “Being alone for a while…”

These two activities could not be more different. Yoga, the exercise that I love to do alone. Its meditative qualities and stretchs that elongate the body and have really been the driving force in my maintaining a twelve stone weight loss some years ago. As I move between yoga poses, I am not sure thatContinue reading “Yoga or Sex … tough choice”

It is a truth universally acknowledged that a man of fortune must be in want of a wife !… Is there another opening of a book that completely sums up patriarchal society and the ironic female lense through which Jane Austin wrote ? … I consider this the best book ever written, by a manContinue reading “Guess who … JA”

For me a woman born and raised in Hampshire, the character I would most like to be from a book or film is the Elizabeth Bennet. A sharp wit, observational intelligence, well read and aware of society and the constraints it places upon women. But mostly because she shows the propensity to review her viewsContinue reading “Elizabeth…”

She was called Fluff. She was the cat who lived at my Nans house when I was a small child. She was independent, outdoor cat. There was no litter tray required. She padded into the house as I sat at the breakfast table in my Jim’s jams, supping rice pops and milk, with a cupContinue reading “Cats Rule Ok !!…”

A Job, the mutual exchange of labour for reward. Many years in England I worked tirelessly, wanting to achieve for myself and family, my organisation and in many respects communities. This contract although with my employers, was also part of a wider contract with the country. The provision of healthcare and education funded by myContinue reading “Job or Duty ?…”

The Ferguson colour television, that sat in the corner of the large lounge at my Nanak home. Very few people had a colour television of such size. She purchased it, so her evenings and spare time, outside of her work for Vospers, was spent knitting sweaters for my brother and I, watching television programmes. OftenContinue reading “Ice Skating…”