Sometimes it really was a run – down School Road once the morning bell had gone, up School Road as you raced back with your friends.
Other times it was a walk, a scoot, a dwardle and a climb.
A very good question is going to be asked in Birmingham on Saturday, 28 May 2016. If one in six couples experience some form of infertility, why do they feel so alone? Continue reading “Fertility Fest: Why do one in six couples feel alone?” →
When I was preparing for my wedding, someone (I can’t remember who) said: “The most important part of a wedding is the photographs.” She was a little shocked when I said we weren’t going to have a photographer as such – just three friends taking candid shots and giving me their films the following week. Continue reading “Words – what matters most at a wedding” →
Every so often, I am invited to talk about work, motherhood, work-life balance – that kind of thing.
My response is that I’m the last person to claim that I “have it all”. On the contrary, my life feels very precarious. Continue reading “Hanging by a thread – work, motherhood and the path of life” →
Looking back over my work in the past five years, there are two projects that stand out as the most enjoyable. The jobs that have made me happiest have been designing the content for: Continue reading “Children are the best clients” →
Mother’s Day has become that day each year when I hold in my heart all those who long to be mothers and who are waiting…. Here is a poem for you. Continue reading “For those waiting to be mothers” →
A word of advice on reading Jay Griffiths’ Kith, The Riddle of the Childscape – suspend your rational faculties. Surrender to the lyricism. Let nostalgia woo you. Be carried on the wings of your imagination. Allow yourself to spiral into your childhood (either the one you really had or the one about which you fantasise) and go with Griffiths into a secret garden of faerie, forests, daemon and metaphor. Roam free. Continue reading “Suspend your rational faculties” →
This video brings together so many things I don’t know how to categorise it….
Thanks Duncan MaClarens for making it.
Now where does it belong? Poetry? Prayer? Community? Philosophy? Digital?
I’m going to put it in motherhood because I was standing in white next to my sister. Her daughter was beside her and her husband was behind us and my son was in front of us and my God-families were around us and because there was a sense of family that was bigger than all of that.
Bring ‘Em All In….
There is a grief that runs all the way through motherhood.
The grief in going up to the loft to exchange the 0-3 month old baby-grows for the 3-6 month ones, the grief of withdrawing the breast and saying: “No more,” the grief of a child’s first day in school. Continue reading “I have had worse partings, but none that so Gnaws at my mind still” →
I have had three personal trainers in the past five years – all young, all men and all so lean you would use a vat of olive oil should you ever need to fry them.
I’ve liked them all, and I’ve learnt different things from each. Continue reading “My ideal personal trainer” →