End of decade review

It’s a long one, strap in……. What. A. Decade. This time, ten years ago I was living with a man, managing a jazz festival in the north west of England and anticipating my oncoming forties with all the dread of a fever dream in which you are frozen to the spot as a juggernaut heads […]

Peri peri menopause 

My internal thermostat is thoroughly buggered.  It’s thirty-three point two degrees outside with seventy-five percent humidity; and five hundred and sixty two and a half thousand degrees inside, with my reproductive organs currently at a gazillion percent humidity.  It’s a thing.  Don’t even think about questioning me.  There is a fire raging somewhere between my […]