Whyyyy Meeee?

How often a lifetime, a week, or even a day, do we impulsively decry ‘Why Me?’-be it to God or just LIFE itself? I’d venture the answer is, for many of us mortals: A Bloody Lot. The question is bizarre, & largely rhetorical, but it seems innate to our human psyche; an internal groaning against […]

Liberal* Judgement?

Recently I watched a superb play about homosexual UKIP members-yep! And within a few days of that I had an interesting Facebook chat about the woman Trump has appointed Deputy National Security Advisor (never thought I’d be typing ‘Trump’ & ‘National Security Advisor’ in the same sentence unless it was in the context of a […]

The 3 Ts for Love

Through a ranty, rambly convo with my Vicar’s wife a few years ago, during one of those inevitable bad patches of marriage, I coined what I call the Three Ts; they’re basically my 3-point guide for regular health-checks on my marriage. What’s great about them is if they’re both diagnostic & curative…hope they help you too: T1: […]

On the floor for Love

Except for in a Hipster office, working on the floor is widely seen as unseemly, lowly, or even dirty-in our culture it’s servant work. And yet as I think back to this day seven years ago what comes to mind is how many of my beloveds *literally* got on their hands & knees to serve […]

(Too?) High Fidelity

While this may sound bizarre to admit even though it’s a common sense fact: I know my husband may cheat on me (as may I on him). I’ve seen adultery a plenty in my life and have a great cheating & bullshit detector…I’m sure we all know the classic lines from the Cheaters Handbook, the […]

Sh*t Happens

On holiday I read the superb ‘Consolations of Philosophy’ by my hugely-admired sage of philosophy and life, Alain de Botton.  In it he educates us as to how seminal philosophers’ outlooks on life can help us navigate the choppy waters of our hearts and minds.  And this is how I met Seneca. This is a […]

Lovers’ Garden

Wandering, chasing the blue dot through a maze of verdant beauty in Madrid, I chose to cut through a grassy area, unlabelled and unnoticed, had the dot not compelled me to veer off the paved path-ironically simply to seek the grey dashed path the screen dictated. Suddenly: a rich scene with sunlight dappling through the trees, lush grass […]