Or, heaven forbid, on your head.

I was thinking of writing a blog about being yourself, but as I trawled through Winnie the Pooh quotes ( because where else would you start?) I saw one that made me laugh. Pooh asks, ‘is that you rabbit?’ Rabbit replies, ‘let’s pretend it isn’t and see what happens.’ Thinking about that, there have been…

Wherever, whenever and whatever you desire. My husband got to travel across to America last week. He enjoyed beaches, museums and wineries in San Diego and then spent a packed day in the Big Apple, taking in bagel shops, sampling warm cookies, going up the Empire State building, catching the ferry to Staten Island and…

Loneliness linked with introspection linked with sadness. I’m sure you’ve been there. If you haven’t, what’s your secret?

I bring you colour! This is the second post I’ve written today but, in the middle of the first, I got a grip. It’s so easy to write yourself into a dark place. Harder to climb up or step back to find the light. <!–more–> After last week’s grey wall, a friend suggested painting it,…

Needing to rest and wanting to be out in the fresh air, having things to do and no energy to tackle them, longing to find the story and facing a wall of uncertainty instead.

Is that you forget empathy.

Apparently, there’s nothing new there. Every song has an echo of another, every story re-writes ones that already exist. Fashions come back decades later, pieces of art are re-worked.

Two Fridays ago, I was walking the dog in an unusually quiet park. I only saw one other dogwalker and they were heading out as I went in. The sun was beginning to set, but there was still more light than shadow.

The word that entirely encapsulates my life, dictates my actions and controls my decisions. It is this: catastrophise (verb gerund or present participle: catastrophising) view or present a situation as considerably worse than it actually is. At first I thought, oh that’s because of the time I went optimistically alone to be told I had…