I’ve staged a #Fexit. That’s a Facebook exit. Unlike the #Brexit I did not consult a whole country. I did however let my ‘friends’ know I was outta there, lest I miss something vital, like a baby, engagement, or self-tan gone hilariously wrong. I asked them to pick up the good old dog and bone. … Continue reading Staging a #Fexit
Ah, holidays, they’re so good for the soul aren’t they? Warmth in your bones, cocktails in your belly and pictures of your red toenails against a blue sea on your Facebook account. Or not – as was the case for our most recent holiday. Yes, we did have warmth – but only for a few … Continue reading Notice
Last year was one of those years – I couldn’t go to Coles without catching pneumonia. At one point I just took my sick-after-sick-after-sick kids out of school and we ran away up the coast to a big wide open space with no snot in it. Add to this a brain scan for me, two … Continue reading Two Funerals and a Brain Scan
“The thing that bothers me most about this new world of instant overloads of mass communication and accelerated daily life, is that people are losing their sense of personal dreaming. That sense of being intimately yourself is disappearing.” … Continue reading What next?
“Mum! Maradona’s on the floor!” It takes me a minute. Then I see the pile of brilliant blue Siamese fighting fish slopped on the boards, covered in the rewards of my lack of vacuuming. My shocked son’s face is standing above it. “Oh dear. Pick him up, then darling. I wonder how -” A squeal … Continue reading A grand old tale in a teacup
The narrative of my book is about expat friendships in Romania. The importance of friends is glaringly apparent in an expatriate situation. All manner of different people are thrown together in a cultural pot, stirred and shaken, heated up under pressure, then presented on a plate as a beautiful and life-giving friendship. In fact, in … Continue reading Friendship
In this big wide world, there was once a little boy who was crippled with shyness all the early years of his life. While his friends were climbing trees and playing on swings, this little boy would cry behind my legs, with an intense fear of being social. In later years, it would be suggested … Continue reading Kicking goals
I’m sitting here looking at a white piece of paper on the computer screen, thinking about how I can blog about getting inspired. I Google it. Apparently, finding inspiration is all about appreciating life mindfully, experiencing nature and great people, and looking at life through the wonder of a child’s eyes. One of the things … Continue reading Finding Inspiration