My 40th year – November (month #7)

These past few months have been pretty intense and my main focus has mainly been on just trying to keep afloat and keep a handle on everything that’s been going on. There’s been little time or energy for much else, but over the last month things feel like they’ve started to settle a little bit,Continue reading “My 40th year – November (month #7)”

A year in moments #18 – the beach

Giant wisps of sand blew across the beach towards the sea, disappearing into the waves. The wind swirled in gusts, like it was dancing to a tune they couldn’t hear. She ran towards the edge of the sea, laughing, and he ran after her. She stopped suddenly. ‘Isn’t it beautiful?’ She said, the wind blowingContinue reading “A year in moments #18 – the beach”

Cohabiting with a big pink saxophone

‘At first it felt like a bit of a holiday. You have to work out where you’re going to lock yourself down, so that’s the first dilemma isn’t it?’ Julie had several options, and elderly family to consider, but in the end chose to lockdown with her partner at his house. They’ve never lived togetherContinue reading “Cohabiting with a big pink saxophone”

The tortoise and the hare

‘Lockdown is very slow,’ Gemma pops up, and then ducks out of sight on the screen. ‘I was furloughed for the first four weeks, and as soon as I started loving furlough life, they called me back; our systems aren’t set up for working from home.’ The first week was weird, she says, mainly becauseContinue reading “The tortoise and the hare”

Lockdown dating diary

The screen flickers and I see the beams of Ruth’s kitchen ceiling, and I picture her little country cottage nestled in a picture perfect Cotswold village, surrounded by rolling hills and endless green English countryside. I see a figure in a dressing gown moving about at the bottom of the screen, and a voice shouts,Continue reading “Lockdown dating diary”

Love and liver failure

“I’d probably say my lockdown experience is really boring,” Natalie laughs. We’ve not spoken in nearly five years, bonded by an unforgettable induction experience when we both started a new job on the same day. Her voice and accent is exactly the same as someone I know here in Christchurch, and which is strange. I’mContinue reading “Love and liver failure”

Apology languages

“I’m sorry…..But….” This drives me CRAZY. My ex-husband used to do it all the time. Apologies seemed meaningless and insincere. There was always a reason, an excuse for shitty behaviour; usually it was me. “I’m sorry. But…you know how to wind me up.” “I’m sorry. But…I had a bad day at work.” “That but wipesContinue reading “Apology languages”