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Writing Workshop

The Daily Apology

She’s lost her temper, no warm up, no warning.  The rush of blood hits the surface and whoosh out it comes.  The shout.  It’s loud, it’s frightening for those in the room and it’s completely unacceptable behaviour for a woman old enough to know better. But it’s hard to control.  No.  It’s uncontrollable.  She’ll try … Continue reading »

Categories: Anger, depression, Writing Workshop | 2 Comments


A hat slightly obscuring your face, lying like a sun-goddess on your clicky bed.  I sat next to you, making daisy chains, playing with my imaginary friends – they were real to me of course.  My sisters were off exploring in the woods, building a camp or dam in the stream.  You wanted me to … Continue reading »

Categories: Mother, Summer, Writing Workshop | 9 Comments

Why we had to move

I trudged up the high street trying to simultaneously speak on the phone, eat an apple and push the Titanic.  I was sleep deprived, fat, looking 10 years older and wondering when I started to loathe London so much.  I got home, manouvred the Titanic down the steps and just got the front wheel over the … Continue reading »

Categories: Countryside, Moving house, Writing Workshop | 9 Comments