A single stitch. Done without thought, arms and lips and fingers in a mindless ballet. Two strands must be separated

You touched every living thing with respect and care, and opened my eyes to the world around me. You didn’t

A weird thought has been buzzing in my head when I walk at Marine Drive. One of many weird thoughts,

It must be a measure of a happy life in this modern world to never have ridden in an ambulance.

The seventeen year old begs for deep fried potato thingies. It’s ten thirty at night. The potato blobs are out

Menopause. It often brings with it a cornucopia of dreaded symptoms – weight gain, memory loss, bad hair days, bad

In the movie Love Actually, as the end credits roll, there is a beautiful sequence of scenes at Heathrow’s Arrivals

The tile cutting machine next door has finally, blessedly fallen silent. The only sounds now are of a broom sweeping

I had a strangely lackadaisical childhood, given that my mother was a highly qualified and motivated college professor of nutrition