*56* Vox

Imagine this: you can only speak 100 words a day. If you go over you get zapped, badly tasered by the fitbit lookalike on your wrist. If you’re woman of course. And girls are not taught to read or write anymore. You would be a tad furious, wouldn’t you? Sounds like it should be a […]

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*55* poetry Monday

Happiness (by Raymond Carver)i So early it’s still almost dark out.I’m near the window with coffee,and the usual early morning stuffthat passes for thought. When I see the boy and his friendwalking up the roadto deliver the newspaper. They wear caps and sweaters,and one boy has a bag over his shoulder.They are so happythey aren’t […]

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*54* musings

It occurred to me a nights ago that this June will be 30 years since I finish secondary school. Incidentally it’s also 30 years since I left Italy but that’s a different story. (Or is it?) Anyway, I got thinking about the people I had spent five hours daily with and set about to retrace […]

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*53* poetry Monday

For Each Of You (by Audre Lorde) Be who you are and will belearn to cherishthat boisterous Black Angel that drives youup one day and down anotherprotecting the ploace where your power risesrunning like hot bloodfrom the same sourseĀ as you pain. When you are hungrylearn to eatwhatever sustains youuntil morningbut do not misled by detailssimply […]

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*52* A room of one’s own

‘A room of one’s own’ by Virginia Woolf Yup another one of hers. Just as famous so I’m not going to discuss it in too much details because, heck, it’s early and I haven’t had any breakfast which means the brain is not quite in gear… and so many words have been written about it […]

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*51* Saturday

Husband: out visiting his mum No 1: upstairs, revising for his exams No 2: out supporting the town hockey team No 3: on a plane on his way to Cyprus kindly invited by a friend. Me: at the kitchen table, talking to no one, the dishwasher playing in the background. On the table: the program […]

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*50* poetry Monday

Last night I couldn’t sleep. Earlier there had been some sort of disturbance in front of our house, maybe ‘kids’ (big kids) just messing about, maybe not, there was a football, yes, but there was a lot of shouting and it was late and it was dark, not the time to be out there. And […]

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*49* day out – Chastleton House

For the first time in ages, and I mean… months, yesterday we had a free Saturday; no sport commitment, no school events, no family duties. Nothing. And the sun was shining. I promised you it felt like we were on holiday! ‘The big boys’ were on a hockey tournament miles and miles away, Mr took […]

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*48* music Friday

This song always makes me think of sunshine and hazy, carefree, warm days… we’re not quite there yet… but there’s hope! wish you all a sunny weekend.

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*47* bookclub (3)

Mrs Dalloway by (Virginia Woolf) So this was my choice… not to show off how highbrow I am – because I’m so not! – but because I’ve always wanted to read it and it’s so easy to look at new books when choosing and ignore all the big great ones of the past. Not an […]

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