We are made, I think, just as much by our experiences as our DNA. The places you go, the TV you watch, the people you meet and the books you read have just as important an impact on the making of you. March 1996 drew a thick line down my childhood.
Life in a Field: Why we live a little differently and how we make it work.
I live on a bus. I'm still not entirely sure how it happened. It's been difficult - being both a vehicle and a tiny home, a bus comes with its own set of challenges. And it's been liberating - with lower overheads both K and I have been free to change careers and, in my… Continue reading Life in a Field: Why we live a little differently and how we make it work.
Working Hard, or Hardly Working
I am excited to share with you my latest article to be published. Writing is a much longer journey for me these days. Once I could spend all weekend scribbling in my notebook, or a whole train journey plotting out a story. I wasted hours of my unfettered evenings with trash TV or - gasp!… Continue reading Working Hard, or Hardly Working
Maelstrom, or Life With Children
After gathering the kids in our usual morning maelstrom of finding shoes, packing nappies and snacks and herding everyone towards the car, worrying we were running late, delighted to realise we were running early (So the show starts at 11am, not 10am, you say? Of course I knew that already!), and seriously regretting my decision… Continue reading Maelstrom, or Life With Children
A Love Letter To Libraries
Has any society reached a pinnacle higher than the public library?