It’s pumpkin time. It’s what they said to Cinderella. The clock struck midnight. The party is over. It’s time for it all to come to a close. Nb, if someone could pass that message onto the large-burnished-winter-squash-sized stowaway that’s continually strumming on a a nerve that connects to my upper right thigh-I’d be most […]
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I have been reduced to two functioning gears. If I was a car, I’d be tempted to put myself in for an emergency service. There is ‘go’; a slightly frenzied manic pace which sees me hunched over scrubbing the kitchen sink, dumping everything out of my hospital bag and then repacking it again and folding […]
I am not in Italy. I am not in Menton. And the closest I currently am to the turquoise sea and cliff bars of Dubrovnik are the motivational photographs I’ve printed out to take to the hospital with me. Yet that is what this dish makes me itch for. Instead, I am ferrying around […]
I should practice a bit more of what I preach. I’ve been doing a swathe of radio interviews in Australia in the last week or so for the release of ‘A Suitcase and a Spatula‘. It’s been pretty entertaining trying to enact what I used to spend a lot of my previous life in PR […]
Who knew it was possible to have this many feelings? This many emotions, bundled up, all of the time. They’re like a loose tumble of sticks, flimsily tethered together. Most of the time I can keep them all in check, but on occasion a stray one or two slips out and clatters to the floor. […]