Do we fear old people?

I went to a dinner at college the other day, and admired much smooth, dewy skin. The boat club invited Alumni along, either in the hope they would give more money, or in gratitude that they had stumped up for a new boat. Personally, I was aggrieved that the women have fallen so far down... Continue Reading →

The Shards and jetlag

I cannot stop thinking about Brett Easton Ellis's new novel. I read it on a business class flight to Washington, and finished it up at 8pm, which felt like the middle of the night. I got up at 5 the next day, did my calls and went to the weird 90s gym, which came complete... Continue Reading →

Something actually happened

One from the distant past of January 2012: Friday night came around again, and once again I was busy trying to clear out my inbox in an effort to attain the elusive Monday morning with time on my hands to actually think and plan.  Before I knew it, it was 9 pm, so I cleared... Continue Reading →

My dumb predictions for the 2020s

Captain hindsight is in full swing at the moment. Everyone apparently knew FTX was not solvent, and would obviously crash. Everyone thought lockdowns were a terrible idea that would leave us all paying the bill for a decade. They weren't all hankering for more restrictions and judging people for having a cup of coffee with... Continue Reading →

The call of youth

Every year since I graduated twenty-one years ago, the phone rings with an Oxford prefix. Nearly all of us who matriculated in 1997 get this call, and each year we want it to be over before it has begun. I seem to be almost alone amongst my contemporaries in always picking up, despite knowing how... Continue Reading →

The hopes and fears of all the years

Yes, it's the 3rd of September, and the Christmas ads are already poking out of the woodwork. It's that rather mournful time of year, when everything at work and at school goes back to being busy and overwhelmed with tedious chores that need doing, but we don't yet have the benefits of sticking the heating... Continue Reading →

Touching my soul

With age, I am becoming a compulsive oversharer. Maybe time seems so precious and so short that I don't want to waste any of it talking about the weather. But then, I'm also fascinated by people who care about handbags, and want to get inside their heads. I want to ask them where their ring... Continue Reading →

Falling out of love with ballet

I think I was nine when my father bought a debenture (i.e. a season ticket for a posh activity) to the Australian Ballet. We seemed to be there every other week, and it probably wasn't far off. Giselle made a big impression, mainly because the storyline of a woman abandoned and driven to insanity and... Continue Reading →

2021 – Another handful of dust

It was our 8th wedding anniversary recently. Given that my lovely husband is currently entirely housebound (and more or less confined to the sofa) with a climbing injury, I was being as upbeat as possible about adventures we have had. Indeed, smashing your Achilles in pieces and a few calf muscles to boot, within 6... Continue Reading →

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