Here are three posts I’ve put on Substack this month. They are free to read. If you like what you see you can also subscribe for free to receive future posts direct to your inbox. Happy little things – Counteracting…
Life isn’t always about winning I’m posting fairly regularly on Substack these days. Here is a recent post about my experience of volunteering at a Parkrun in Munich. Follow the link to read and comment. The joy of coming last
It is World Poetry Day, and so I’m sharing a poem that I wrote back in March 2023. It was first drafted in a poetry class that I sometimes manage to attend online. The water speaks to me with gentle…
It’s been a while since I’ve posted to this Coffee break chatter page. This is partly because most of 2023 was eaten up by work transitions and travel. More recently it is because I’ve discovered Substack, a platform that makes…
Candles scented with honeysuckle. Warm woollen rug softens natural wood floors. Magnolia walls reflecting fresh morning daylight. A snow white sofa singing of wealth. Contrasting cushions positioned just so. An elegant coffee table polished to a rich oak glow. You…
Written initially as part of a poetry class, I began to edit it at 4am one day. The early hour and the lack of sleep shaped the title and the content.
From the moment we wake until we fall asleep at the end of the day we interact with everyday objects. This collection of poetry tells the stories of two types of objects. The first type, featured in Part I: Lost…
I have always been fascinated by the dividing line between heroes and villains. One of my favourite villains is Loki in the Marvel Universe. A complex character who is emotionally damaged and acts out of that place of hurt. Because…
The letter from the school is a chastisement. Iced Gems are not considered a suitably nutritional element of a packed lunch. Too sugary. Empty calories. Please do better in future. I crumple the letter and toss it in the bin….
Stephanie wanted to believe there was light at the end of the tunnel. In fact, she was squinting into the distance for all she was worth. Her head ached from the effort of it. She wondered if it had been…