Horace and the train trip to death

I’m on the 2:30 train to Cranbourne. I’ve just met a new friend, Jane, in Melbourne where we spent three lovely hours wandering around the Art of Banksy exhibition followed by a wonderful lunch at Dymocks bookshop. I had vegan shepherds pie accompanied by ginger & lemon tea. I’m feeling tired but also a little […]


A journey of healing

I wake up to the burning sensation in my stomach.  I clutch it, curling into a ball.  2am. I close my eyes, willing myself to breathe in, breathe out.  Please, brain, don’t go into overdrive tonight.  Breathe in, breathe out, breathe in, breathe out.  I feel the rise and fall of my burning abdomen. What […]

the rambling recesses of my mind

The rambling recesses of my mind

I’ve been going through a thing. And it has been so hard to talk about, to compartmentalise, to rationalise, indeed to live. The thing itself has been harrowing enough, but it is the soul reaching thoughts and feelings that have left me reeling. Mr C and I were watching TV the other night; sometimes I […]

coming home

Coming home

I’ve been away. Two and a bit weeks ago Mr C decided I needed a break.  He had snagged himself a job (oh the relief!), and we had a little of the redundancy money left, so he decided to send me back to the UK to where my dad lives.  Just between you and me, […]

working and longing

Work and longing

And so it has arrived. The relief.  The overwhelming unadulterated release. After 10 months and 4 days of unemployment, Mr C has finally been offered a job. He got the phone call.  I heard him talking.  I knew it was THE call.  After three interviews, we hoped it would be what we wanted to hear. […]