Imagine the scene. You are fourteen and eleven years old. It’s Saturday night. Your mum is flapping around the house, running backwards and forwards to the kitchen – in her turban, wearing glittery eye shadow and possibly her dance shoes. She’s setting the coffee table with snacks and she’s already opened the cava. You’ve got […]
I am ready for the Christmas break. I feel like I need to sleep for a week. Bearing in mind I’ve spent the best part of this year in pyjamas, this seems strange. I’ve become obsessed with pjs. The only clothing I’m interested in is pyjamas, the only thing I am vaguely stoked to look […]
I’m founding my own church. Can I get an AMEN! Who’s in? *claps, whoops and cheers*. I am so on board with the flowing robes and kitsch iconography. I might even consider growing a beard (not such a stretch given current crazy hormones), and wearing a top knot, a la Russell ‘born again’ Brand. But […]
In the last couple of weeks I have experienced a pretty surprising couple of contretemps in my Twitter timeline. This is a first for me. But, not one to shy away from confrontation, if it’s warranted, I faced them head on in a virtual sparring match. Interestingly, both conflabs were with (for the most part, […]
“If the dream is a translation of waking life, waking life is also a translation of the dream.” So I wonder what exactly it is that my subconscious is trying to tell me this week, or which is being translated and from where, with it’s string of bizarre and seemingly unrelated dream topics. In a previous post, I […]
The Secret Diary of Anne Pank 