All the things I do instead of writing…
My husband is turning 50. I must really love him, because I booked an ice climbing holiday for his birthday. I slept for what felt like two hours before we left, lying there thinking of all the things that can go wrong. We took a 6.40 am flight from Heathrow. Taking flights with children is... Continue Reading →
I write as I leave Euston at 20:40 on a Wednesday evening. This was not really my plan for the evening, having arrived at the station around 7.30. Sadly though, it is a very common feature of the lives of those of us lucky enough to live on not one, but two, main arteries connecting... Continue Reading →
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.
Last week was quite the bonanza of activity. I have yet to write my thoughts on Monday's meeting with friends from college, but I certainly will. It connects to Macbeth. Everything connects to the themes in Macbeth, which this production was very keen to emphasise. They might as well have slapped an IDF badge on... Continue Reading →
On the 5th March, I went to see The Royal Ballet's Manon. I was meant to see don Quixote in the autumn, but a subsequently cancelled train strike meant we decided to rebook when it was offered. I really didn't want to see Manon at all, having first watched it in about 2007 and found... Continue Reading →
As I sit on the train scrolling through the FT of a morning, I get a bit bored and decide to scroll through Twitter instead. This is usually a really bad idea, being full of complete misinformation and made up AI articles. But today I find an interesting article. it turns out that "50-70%" of... Continue Reading →
I am currently reading A Scanner Darkly, by Phillip K Dick. It must have been tricky living with that name. I first started reading it in the summer of 2022, when we were on an extended family holiday in I think Somerset. It seemed quite suitable, with its ellision between thoughts and reality, and the... Continue Reading →
I have a backlog of posts describing the best holiday spots for family climbing (brief recap: Fontainebleau, Frankenjura, Costa Blanca, Peaks, Corsica), but like many other things, these potential gems of insight are stymied by their author's lack of application and pesky work commitments. So instead, here is a brief sojourn through what it means... Continue Reading →
Back in the blink of an eye As ever, autumn is a busy news month. This year, I mainly seem to find stories about AI destroying humanity, as well as the rather more tangible risks posed by Russia. We briefly explained to the kids that nice countries don't invade other countries, so they said, "well... Continue Reading →
This morning, I should have been taking my daughter to her swimming lesson. Instead, she is currently having a Minecraft lesson from her older brother, which is rather cute: She has broken her arm in two places, unfortunately one near the elbow, so hopefully it won't be too painful when the cast comes off. She... Continue Reading →
The resting writer 