On love and sunglasses – de{tales}

We think we know the momentous and portentous events of our lives, because we have them mapped out with the big things – proposals, births, funerals – but love and grief have their own rules, and they funnel their potency into the little details, the ordinary objects of life, so that we are caught unawares by our emotion even whilst we are going about our daily business.

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What I’m Into (June 2014)

There is a beautiful arrogance in the works of great artists, and I am trying to learn from them. The other day, I drew a picture of my boy. It wasn’t very good, and it made him look like decidedly simian. I frowned, then thought of Picasso: I wrote ‘My child as a monkey’, and signed my name beside it. If in doubt, just change the title and call it art.

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I’m on Radio 4 on Sunday

I have been interviewed as part of a half-hour program presented by John McCarthy (yes, the John McCarthy who was a journalist in the Lebanon hostage crisis) on being ‘In the world, but not of the world’.

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What I’m Into (May 2014)

May has been a weird and wonderful month. I started off a little glum and lost, (that’s what happens when you go cold turkey off blogging and social media). Happily, I discovered eBay as a sort of nicorette patch to ease me off some of those withdrawal symptoms. Bid, bid, bid. It worked a treat, but let’s just say I have a LOT of summer clothes now. A LOT…

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Dancing with the darkness

I cried because I love blogging, and it’s such a lifeline – and I cried because at the same time a part of my soul leapt and said, ‘yes, I need rest’

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