No, it’s not you. No, it’s not me. We have not gone mad, though we may be on our way. The world we are seeing, with our own eyes, every day, is the real, actual world, the one we were born into and the one we will die in, the one where day dawns, night falls and the sun rises and…
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On instant gratification and shower screens
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Speaking truth, sipping wine and finding joy
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Outside, the sky is not blue
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Will there be war in Europe? Will I catch Covid just before my book launch? And why didn’t I bother to lose my pandemic pounds? These are some of the…
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Last week, after eighteen days of Dry January, I cracked. I marched to the fridge, found a bottle of Sancerre with that lovely mist that shows it’s…
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When my partner was released from his Covid cage, after two clear lateral flow tests and nine days of isolation, we both sighed with relief. I cooked…
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I had a lovely Christmas, thank you. Well, I had a lovely Christmas Day. I ate, I drank, I gazed lovingly at the pile of books I had bought my partner…
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