About Time

We are driving  along a country lane amidst the rolling hills of North Yorkshire when yet another breathtaking vista comes into view.  Girls, look! Wow!  It’s so beautiful.  Isn’t it beautiful?! Wow! It’s amazing!  A…

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HELP! (I need somebody)

  When I first started uni my mother sent a parcel down to me through the post- a forgotten item from home, perhaps; a Travis CD maybe, my Barbie alarm clock peut-être?  All vital belongings…

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Shame

I remember the first time I experienced feelings of shame. I was in Reception class, and for the crime of helping to fill my friend’s Fireman Sam lunchbox with water in the school toilets at…

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Ma

I quit my job recently. A cumulative result of life as a full-time teacher and full-time parent (read mammy) to two boys. In lots of ways it was an easy decision to make. I spent…

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