It’s a beautiful summers day and I’m looking out of a vast window of the eighth floor of a building. The Thames meanders into the distance past the Palace of Westminster. The London Eye turns slowly on the South Bank and people look like ants crossing the bridge each way, north and south. I imagine […]
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A couple are screaming at each other in the street as I’m walking home. He is on the phone and is relaying the conversation to his angry and agitated partner. “What’s she fucking saying?” she yells at him. He pulls the phone away from her as she lurches forward to grab it while he yells […]
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On the decking the nasturtiums have all but given up the ghost, bowing their heads in submission. Even the water in the hose comes out like it’s been mainlined from the kettle. It’s only been two or three days but it’s debilitating. Daisy is lying on the wooden floor breathing fast and heavy. Logically I […]
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I’m sitting in the car alone, waiting for everyone else. It’s a familiar scene and one which, oddly, still surprises me. My daughter emerges first. “Where is everyone?” I ask. “Apparently you said we were leaving at 6.15” “It’s 6.14”, I say. Beth looks at me with a tight smile and raised eyebrows before looking […]
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England will play in their first World Cup cricket final today for 27 years and, as something of an obsessive for the game, I’ll be largely avoiding it. It’s always been the same. Whenever a team I have supported is involved in an important game I’ve found it almost impossible to watch “real-time” in some […]
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A series of signs have appeared in the nature reserve and their purpose isn’t immediately clear. “How ridiculous,” my sister says as we notice yet another new sign. “Lime Tree Avenue” along a path which is canopied with lime trees. “Who gets lost in here? It’s not even that big” she adds. It’s true. It’s […]
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I’ve been away in the scorching hot sun of a European heatwave. The mercury rose to the mid ’30s and that’s where it stayed all week, with no air conditioning. The only place which could be described as refreshingly comfortable was the swimming pool until I climbed in on top of a wasp which stung […]
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I’m in Tuscany this week being given a timely reminder of reasons to be grateful. At breakfast yesterday the talk, which had previously been dominated by my daughter’s misguided childhood belief that a small door into a garage next to the newsagent was, in fact, a nightclub for people with dwarfism, turned to death, as […]
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I am writing some feedback about an updated onboarding process for online therapy clients. It involves them setting clearer objectives and holding themselves accountable to more measurable results before clarifying the benefits they imagine experiencing once they hit those results. Measurement is everywhere now so it’s not a surprise, but I start to wonder how […]
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Taking the bus to Folkestone, Dave Clark and I are on the top deck in the front seats with a big bag of dark red cherries to share. We see if we can spit the stones up and out of the small window, open just a few inches to let in the dusty summer air. […]
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