It is Sunday, May the second, and it is my birthday. Everything is very calm at the moment; James and the children are still sleeping, and the dog and I have walked round the garden. I have noticed the blossom on the apple and plum trees, the new spears in the asparagus bed, the soft red shoots on … [Read More...]
It all begins again…
Welcome to my website.
Things have changed since I first posted here, so it seems right to have my introduction as the first blog post I published since finding myself unable to write, since knowing I wanted to, and trying to find a way through. This is how it is now, and as I say in the post, ‘Over the next few weeks, I’m going to write about learning to write all over again.’ I hope you’ll join me.
My latest posts
I’m not as unhappy as I should be at the cancellation of the vigil for Sarah Everard. I’m exhausted with the same arguments going round and round and round. How many times have women Reclaimed the Night? How many stories have we shared around #MeToo? How many times, in how many ways, have how many … [Read More...]
Decompression Day I flew in from Uganda late on Saturday morning. It was a long journey (eighteen hours of boda, light plane, car, car, big plane, transfer, big plane, car) with a sleepless night before it, accompanied by a ceaseless circulation of thoughts. Life in Uganda was a minute by minute … [Read More...]
We landed in Entebbe at eight o’clock this morning, having left Heathrow at five o’clock yesterday afternoon. We had hair raising transfers at Paris and Nairobi – first we had to get from one end of Charles de Gaulle airport to the other in twenty minutes, including a shuttle transfer. We made the … [Read More...]