Julia of all Trades Master of None

 The Long Suffering Husband called me a glory hunter and it bothered me. He was actually joking but he made the joke in reference to somethi...

 I thought it was a return to school, a lack of heating or generally getting older. I’ve been going round in circles for days, unable to set...

 1n 1999, just 4 months before the shiny bright new aluminium, as those of us who liked to play with words were calling it, I sat with my mu...

 ‘Where were you? We were waiting for the 12 days of Cheesemas and Books-in day.  Maybe even some dry comments on spending time with relativ...

 The advice is clear. “Just take one day at a time,” everyone says. Excuse me while I swear.  What stupid advice. Can you imagine?  “Right k...

 There’s a man that lives in my head. I only met him once. A guest lecturer. Salt and pepper beard, patches on the elbows of his tweed jacke...

 My ‘return to blogging’ blog worried some people. I am, obviously, perfectly fine. Not only that but I’m in a much better place than I’ve b...