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Auf Wiedersehen, Goodbye

Grandpa didn’t like to talk about the war.   These things I know: He was with a regiment that drank lots of whisky.  He was shot in the bum and sent home.   In, I think, 1994 he and my Grandma went … Continue reading

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And the Greatest Of These

‘I don’t believe in Love as an abstract,’ said 20-year-old me, probably over a pint and a cigarette in the Student Union bar.  After all, I knew everything then. What I think I meant was I didn’t believe in romantic … Continue reading

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The most undignified moment of my life occurred in Lewisham Hospital Maternity Ward.  Yes, labour is inherently undignified but the miracle of birth is equally inherently wondrous and the gorgeousness of a newborn makes everything more or less forgotten.  Lying … Continue reading

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I think it’s time somebody blew open that of which we all know but of which we do not speak: The Secret Hierarchy of Mothers, a heretofore concealed social structure in which each of us knows her place and patronises … Continue reading

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