Two Left Feet

We are a neurodiverse household. Our brains are off kilter with the general population. Louis is the only one who has been properly diagnosed. He has a mixture of dyspraxia, dyslexia and there might even be a bit of ADHD…

Snipped

I never enjoyed trips to the hairdressers and am a bit bemused by others seeing them as a pampering experience. The morning preening ritual isn’t my bag either. I don’t own a hairdryer or those straightener thingies. For years I’ve…

Leonard

Four months into my blogging re-emergence and I’m surprised that I haven’t written about Leonard Cohen yet. He’s been a constant on my journey for a quarter of a century, first introduced to me by a friend. We used to…

Stew

Not the prettiest of photographs today. Food photographer I ain’t. Nevertheless I thought I’d take a shot of one of those stews that I said might put a smile on my face during these darker months. Don’t ask me for…

Brum

I knew Birmingham back in the ’80s. During my sixth form years I had a boyfriend who was a student at Aston University and I used to pop up for weekend visits. In those days, I thought it was pretty…