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Friends who steal part of you

This is something I have been thinking about considerably in recent years. You see, I have reached that age where dear friends, friends who have seen me change from awkward child to equally awkward adult, and then again to to … Continue reading

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How many words for love?

How many words are there for love? The Greeks; they knew the score. Four main words, and more than nine more. There’s Agape: The gods favour you above another. There’s Phileo: The affection between sister and brother. There’s Eros: I … Continue reading

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The fairground ride you just can’t stop

Children. They do this thing. They get bigger and older and more interesting every day. And that’s all well and good when they’re teeny and you’re entranced by their every snot bubble, but when they hit that age and you … Continue reading

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On being an aunt

I remember you. Painfully sounding letters, then words Looking up, expecting criticism Surprised by praise. Your face smoothing From worried frown to relieved smile.   I still see you. Scared and fierce. Dreading the journey. Holding your brother to keep … Continue reading

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Will you represent me?

Will you represent me? Will you speak the words I’d say? Will you think of cause and effect? Will you plan for future days?   Or will my words die in your throat When headlines hate in strident font and … Continue reading

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Social Justice Warriors, Political Correctness, and Butthurt

So here’s the thing.  I hate these three phrases/words. The people who use them are offended by someone drawing their attention to other’s genuine discomfort or emotional pain.  And if you are offended by someone trying to explain to you … Continue reading

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Christmas without the high street?

I am very privileged to live in an area with loads of independent traders, and I seem to have many friends who are unfairly talented and creative. Wouldn’t it be pleasant,  I mused, to spend some of the Christmas shopping … Continue reading

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