The Day before GCSE Results Day

Twenty-four hours before my oldest child receives her GCSE results, it’s hard not to relive the day the game was up for me.   One thing I've learned about being a parent is that  it's impossible not to revisit my own past as my children grow older. Until my ‘O’ Level (as these exams were called… Continue reading The Day before GCSE Results Day

What are your writing plans for the summer?

What are your plans for the summer? Are things staying the same or do you have a project in mind? Maybe it isn't summer where you are but what are your plans, anyway? Here in the UK, I've been away from a regular, paid job since 1st May. This is intentional, I'm trying to use… Continue reading What are your writing plans for the summer?

Dashing in and out of this blog

I'm typing at speed today because I'm leaving for London soon with my 16 year old daughter, Kitty, to drop her off at a friend's flat where she'll be staying next week while she's doing work experience.  I'll miss her! On Friday, I wrote and sent off a job application for a writer-in-residence post.  I doubt I'll… Continue reading Dashing in and out of this blog

Seven/Seven: Where Were You?

I was in the house I’m in now in Trowbridge, West Wiltshire.  We’d moved here from south London two years before.  Our children were six and four.  We’d left London because Andrew had been made redundant from his job working in IT for a large accountancy firm in the City and found another job which… Continue reading Seven/Seven: Where Were You?

This Writer’s Life

On the one hand the cliché of that title, on the other hand the article is off and running and you're reading it (thank you, by the way). On the one hand I will miss the friends I've made during the last 18 months when I've been reading aloud every week with people living with… Continue reading This Writer’s Life

Write for an hour every day

Hello and Happy New Year to everyone.  In our house we are variously curled up on sofas and beds, wrapped in duvets and fleecy blankets, still in our pyjamas or fully clothed, in coats, and wearing gorilla-shaped slippers, and scarves.  (It's chilly in our house.) The teenagers might have overdone it with the fruity-flavoured cider last night, plus… Continue reading Write for an hour every day

Best wishes for Christmas

I'm writing at speed on Christmas Eve to wish you all a Happy Christmas. There have been times in my life when I've been completely alone on Christmas Day, times when I've been with friends, times with family, and twice when I was working (as a Nanny) in a foreign country with someone else's family.… Continue reading Best wishes for Christmas

October update

I don't feel I've written properly in this blog for a while even though it was my aim, this year, to post here once a week.  I've sometimes resorted to using the Weekly Photo Challenge as a prompt and it's been lovely to connect with other bloggers this way.  I might never have written about… Continue reading October update

My Dad showed me how to be human

This week's photo challenge, 'Humanity',  is a chance to tell you about my Dad, Basil Patrick Dominic Corcoran (1923 - 1992), who showed me how to be a human, who left school at 14 to be a butcher's delivery boy, who fell off the too-big delivery bike, who mixed up the paper-wrapped meat parcels, who delivered the wrong… Continue reading My Dad showed me how to be human

The biggest adventure of all

'Adventure', the theme of this week's Photo Challenge, made me think about some of the quite exciting (but tame compared to most people's) adventures I've had in my life: travelling alone across Europe in my late teens; working in Paris and Monaco for three years as a children's Nanny in my early twenties; living and working… Continue reading The biggest adventure of all