I think being an identical twin is a good thing. Many identical twins seem to make it their whole identity, whereas we go perhaps the other way and never mention it to people who have only met one of us. It seems a weird thing to randomly announce, after all. "What film shall we go... Continue Reading →
Love does not hurt when you’re married
My Garmin tells me I'm really stressed at the moment. I didn't need a Garmin to know that. On Thursday, my entire working day is meetings, continuously, from 9 am to 5 pm. I guess maybe my secretary might take pity on me and bring me some food. Or maybe some meetings will get cancelled.... Continue Reading →
Soulmates are only half the story
The show "Soulmates" explores the implications of a test to find one's perfect match. It portrays the complexities and contradictions of relationships, highlighting the impact of parenthood. The protagonist reflects on past relationships, ultimately finding solace and meaning in the circle of life with their current partner.
When you have everything, you have a lot to lose
Since I got married on Saturday, I suppose this blog has changed a little. It used to be about questions of life and death, and peripatetic pleasures along the way. Having ticked all the conventional life boxes (mortgage, kids, marriage), I feel a bit silly waxing lyrical about politics, philosophy or art. Surely someone so... Continue Reading →
The anachronistic idiocy of weddings
I recently got engaged, and am very much looking forward to marrying the man I want to spend the rest of my life with. Thetrouble is that the wedding part seems to be fraught with a weight of other people's expectations; I have always thought that while the marriage is for the couple, the wedding... Continue Reading →
Monday morning after a holiday is never the best, and even worse in damp London fog. I walked into my first meeting of the day in Canary Wharf at 8 am, and the usual chit-chat ensued. Morning Freya. Lovely weather we're having. So, how was your holiday? Show us your left hand then!" It's a... Continue Reading →
The ballerina Marianela Nunez was in Trevor Sorbie this morning, having her nails done. First, I saw a bright pink trainer walk past me; it barely seemed to touch the ground, moving along on springs, rather like people do in Nike ads. The way she walked, and her absolutely emaciated frame, made it very obvious she... Continue Reading →
Til kids do us part
There has been a lot of conversation in the press recently about sperm donors. First, there was the story about the designer sperm clinic that allows women to select from a list of donor's personal characteristics. I have to say I found the idea of this quite entertaining. There was another article (also in The... Continue Reading →
My new job: wedding chaperone
I do love weddings, and this year seems to have had a particularly plentiful supply. This weekend's specimen was a little unusual, since I had never met the bride or the groom. A recently single friend asked me to accompany her in her ex boyfriend's place. She spent the entire time saying "This is Freya,... Continue Reading →
Tree of life was rather sad
I've not seen any of Terrence Malick's other films, but am told they are very good. I'm a tiny bit wary of auteur cinema, even if there are plenty of examples of so-called highbrow films which impressed me - Dogville, Solaris, The Royal Tenenbaums (although I'm not sure anything with Owen Wilson counts), The Seventh... Continue Reading →
The resting writer 