May 19, 2019
I’m sitting working at the dining table instead of my desk because I’m keeping the dog company. She doesn’t care. She is asleep. The big problem with having an old antique pedestal dining table is that it wobbles. It’s bad enough eating soup off it but typing on a laptop sometimes feels like I’m bobbing […]
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May 12, 2019
I’m having lunch with my daughter. I am eating the leftovers from Monday and she is in the kitchen making herself something. She calls from the kitchen, “I don’t know how I’m going to eat this without it falling apart”. Moments later she emerges with an impressive looking falafel and hummus wrap. “I’m having a […]
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May 5, 2019
My daughter is eighteen today and so, essentially, I now have two adults rather than two children. Aside from the pride I can feel in having managed to get them this far in their lives I am worried about their diminishing need for me because parenting is probably the role I’ve been most comfortable playing […]
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April 28, 2019
I’m waiting in the car for my daughter who said she wanted to leave at 9.45. She knows I am never late. Sitting with the engine turning over I stare at the door willing it to open even though there isn’t anywhere I have to be this morning. She emerges with a plastic takeaway tray […]
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April 14, 2019
When we were in our teens Paul and I invented a game. From halfway down my long garden, we’d climb over fences and hedges into neighbouring gardens. If a light went on or we heard a door open we’d scoot back from where we came as quickly as possible, hiding behind trees or in the […]
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