I found a table in the glorious Winter sun and waited for my very dear friend to arrive. We had both managed to squeeze in a quick lunch and I was looking forward to a chat. She arrived, and with her usual ease and grace, slung her bag across her chair, sat down and flipped me […]
Yes intimate, that is it. I desire more intimate.
Intimate adjective 1. Closely acquainted, familiar, close 2. Private and Personal noun 1. a very close friend My kids were babies and yet I was the one crawling around. Desperately searching for those almost forgotten high heels, now buried beneath everyday comfort. A quick glance at my dress, hanging carefully on the back of the […]
If only I was her
Lucy sat in the corner, quietly out of the way, sipping her latte. Her gaze lifted to watch a group of women laughing, as they gathered in the sun by the window. She yearned for moments like this and she watched on longingly. One lady smiled as she was handed a bunch of flowers, maybe […]
Why absolutely nothing is wrong with a messy, ugly cry
It was like a wave crashing down over me. Starting deep in my chest as a dull, heavy ache. Then slowly travelling to my throat, leaving me gasping for air as its grip tightened and formed a big knot. Then to my facial muscles causing them to twitch, stretch and move. Fighting was useless […]
The day I stepped into delicious Christmas decadence.
As I stepped through the door the overwhelming smells transported me to a place of delicious decadence. I was here to cook and I was about to get my hands on, and my taste buds around, some of the most amazing ingredients. This is the third year I have signed up for a Christmas Cooking […]
This is Christmas, it is busy and I am not sorry.
I was chatting with a dear friend yesterday. We have not spoken in a while. I wanted to tell her I miss her, I wanted to tell her life has been full and exciting and instead I said “I am sorry “. Then she said sorry too. We were apologising for being busy, not finding […]
Find out which muscle loves to flex at Christmas
I am weary today, very weary. Each time I notice the sting in my bloodshot eyes and a yawn escapes my mouth I give myself a little nudge, a knowing hug. I am tired and it was all worth it. I liken this weariness to the achey sore muscles I have the day after a […]
