Category Archives: Starting Again

Friends divorcing? Shut up and listen

I have two good friends who are about to divorce.  I know one party better than the other, but I love them both and it turns my insides to acid thinking about it.  Even though I’ve been through it myself, … Continue reading

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Be a hair model and get your barnet sorted for pennies.

We’ve all had one of those experiences at the hairdresser.  I’ve had two of them both when I was much younger and ridiculously concerned about being ‘nice’ (i.e. a walkover).  The first was in a ‘Vidal Sassoon’ training salon.  I … Continue reading

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Political Puffering and Barclays Bollocks

The wonderful JK Rowling continues her refusal to join the Rich People’s Club.  In a Gingerbread article, she says, ‘I am prouder of my years as a single mother than of any other part of my life.’  She remembers the … Continue reading

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The Opposite of Love

Nowadays love is a matter of chance, matrimony a matter of money, and divorce a matter of course. ~ Helen Rowland I fret about how The Girl will cope with going from living in a large house (with her dad … Continue reading

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When you can’t find your kid it’s the worst thing in the world

The Girl and I are staying with The Bear in a small village outside Manchester.  It’s the kind of place where after a couple of days, shop owners use your name and ask whether that nasty rash is any better. … Continue reading

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The Bear and The Princess

There was a letter in the Guardian recently – a woman who was wavering about moving her boyfriend in after he once shouted at her six year old son.   ‘He has a fiery temper’ she said, which sounds much … Continue reading

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Arguments with my Boyfriend

My boyfriend arrives on Friday evening with a bulging Waitrose bag.  He brings out delicious treaty things like oysters and liquefying stinky cheese and interesting wine just because.  He dumps an armful of clean scented lilies onto the counter and … Continue reading

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