Diary of a Goldfish

I like myself so much better when I’m writing fiction. It isn’t that I feel I am good at it. I get completely lost in it, I don’t think abou...

After Monday’s post , I've been thinking about ancestors. The idea of some sort of social or cultural heritage tied up with our genes is...

Today I have been sorting out my Cloth Box, attempting to reduce the contents which is spilling out the top. This was a horrible task. The t...

I really wanted to write something about yesterday’s 200 year anniversary of the Slave Trade Act , which abolished the British slave trade. ...

In recent weeks there have been a few posts about being asked about your impairment by strangers, the ones that I can remember were by Bint ...

We had a lovely day yesterday when Rosie and Alexander came to visit. Alex spent a lot of time rolling about on our sofa, laughing, gurgling...

When I was small, I loved James Bond. I wanted to be James Bond. I watched the films, I read the books and I even went through a phase of we...