This blog has been in process for nearly 3 weeks. I have felt the need to put things down and just reflect but also can't quite remove myself from the constant buzz of things and it all has been punctuated by little whispers of drawing me back to whats important. I wish I was better … Continue reading Star stuck over the holidays

I have taken to (a slight stretch as I have done this precisely once) having my whiskey in a wine glass. It is more sophisticated, a kind of country, authentic chic. That is one way to phrase this situation. Another way is to say I am sipping whiskey in a wine glass (because its clean), … Continue reading Whiskey in a wine glass, on being more Moira and brave af

Our senses so strongly hold onto memories, and I love it. Having just come back from the South West, I am always amazed at how I relax when we come off the A roads down windy lanes...the smell of the sun soaked ground, grass, animals (yes even manure) just makes me feel calmer. My first … Continue reading Devouring memories

Put your foot in front of the other, get to the edge, noone cares that you haven't shaved your legs and don't even think about your bikini line...noone else does (kinda sad but true). Breathe in and out, don't slip on the steps, get out of the shallows quickly because you are not entirely sure … Continue reading inhabit your space

'And how are you doing? How is your mental health?' (Wish I looked this put together...picture by Gemma Correll) It was the last question asked by the Health Visitor a few weeks ago, she was calling to do the 1 year check up for our youngest. I replied with the predictable 'yeah I'm fine, tired … Continue reading Not being consumed by fear

I have been scrubbing the bottom of a pan for a few hours. I think its given me a wrist strain...is there such a a thing as pan scrubbing wrist, like tennis elbow? It was penance for believing I could be productive one evening in lockdown. I was trying to watch church online, write a … Continue reading the challenge of (re)productivity

Lately I have been thinking a lot about roots and legacy. I feel nostalgia has become a must have accessory to me, like cherry lip balm and hubba bubba in my jeans pocket in the 90s. Maybe it is in part that feeling that you need to know where you've come from, to help get … Continue reading I have not lost ground with where I come from…

Obviously right now its survival, staying at home with our little family and keeping our heads. But Corona (which just makes me think of that Whoopi film 'Caorina, Corrina-which, and I acknowledge that I am digressing but that film has caused me to believe I can change traffic lights by blowing at them??!!) has got … Continue reading What exactly is my plan?