January is what it is. In the colder parts of the temperate world not only does it bring a post Xmas crash, and a slew of resolutions that are destined to be broken, but also it is the coldest time, and will still be dark in the afternoons. No one loves that, and people who […]Read More I’m Promising Nothing
It’s been over a month since I last wrote. I know this because I’d intended to write around my birthday and then I went on the skids and never looked back. I’d been writing, too, not only here, but because I’d been going to a class run by Fran Isherwood I was feeling focused and able […]Read More 98 99 100… Coming, Ready or Not!
In a previous iteration I was pretty active for a non sporty type. Like, I started swimming regularly because there was a laundry at my local pool at St George’s. A large load bought me a 40 minute swim. I don’t hate laundrettes, in fact, when I was a kid my mum was friends with the […]Read More Breast Up, Back Down
Being somewhat criptastic. Or spoony. Disabled? Certainly I have the dread Invisible Illness. I have spent the past couple of months in bed. I have also spent this morning, in a short window of relative wellness writing to my MP and encouraging others to do so too, on the subject of the reviled Bedroom Tax. […]Read More Of Beds and Bedrooms
This morning I was talking about anger on facebook. And my difficulty metabolizing it… At one point I said I’d been a doormat in the past, and that I didn’t want to go down that road again and my friend Angie posted this on my timeline; This made me laugh. And THEN she posted THIS! […]Read More I Am Not A Doormat
Okay, call me on it if you like, but we are way beyond Godwin’s Law right here and now. We are in the realm of Hanna Arendt’s ‘Banality of Evil’. Susan Neiman breaks it down a little here So, the problem is less that we need to recognize political, and for that matter big business leaders […]Read More The Banality of Evil is alive and well and is represented by ATOS and the UK Govt.
Sometimes it doesn’t matter how borked you are, you go ahead and do stuff anyway. Largely speaking, if you spend all day in bed you’ll get more pain anyway. Plus bone loss! As an added treat. (For anyone not following my gripping life on fb, I fell quite badly on Sunday and now have the […]Read More Time Passes, Shit Happens, and Poppet is Opportunistic
I am not good at anniversaries. Even my 21st birthday was spent in the cab of a lorry in France. My friend Helen had got me a bottle of Orangina. Orangina was GREAT. We didn’t have anything as nice in the UK. As a kid I thought the war was AGES ago, but as the […]Read More Foam Slippers Redux
Okay, Christmas is over, people, lets get on. It’s December 29th! Lets do a little Navel Gazing! Year on year I don’t really seem to make many advances migraine wise. Yet I wouldn’t go back. So… something is good. Or better. Maybe increased insight is worth having even if the net result on migraines is […]Read More Goodbye to All That, New Year Navel Gazing, and PhD or Poundland
The British Library Digital Catalogue Of Illuminated Manuscripts is now open for business. Interface is a little stark, so here’s their human friendly introduction to the archive. And if that’s not enough excitement for you for one day I’ve found you another video ou un person anglais parler en francais; Oui. C’est Eddie Izzard. *** […]Read More Illumination, Amusement and a Connection between Depression and the Immune System