Day 159
If someone I deal with in my day job makes a mistake and emails me with an apology, I usually email back saying that no apology is necessary, that we’re… Continue Reading
Richard Pierce – author, poet, painter
If someone I deal with in my day job makes a mistake and emails me with an apology, I usually email back saying that no apology is necessary, that we’re… Continue Reading
I lose the thread of my days when I don’t get this done in the morning. Time is really slipping through my fingers right now. It’s not that there are… Continue Reading
Last night, I had a long video call with my best friend in New Zealand, someone I met through work in 2007, and whom I spent some time in the… Continue Reading
Being a parent is an unceasing attack on your vulnerabilities. I did start writing a book about the motional impacts of parenting, but it stalled. I suppose the reasons are… Continue Reading
Dr A, the honourable and wise dentist, says everything’s fine, the pain will settle and go away. He tells me there’s nothing to pay. I question him, tell him he… Continue Reading
Sometimes, I wish I would not share my children’s taste in music, Nor shared with them the music I love, And that they hated what I like. Sometimes, I wish… Continue Reading
I thought second time round would be easier. I was wrong. It’s like having a part of me ripped away With nothing to replace it. It’s only temporary, of… Continue Reading
How It Is This is how it is. The things we do best we never plan. We just let go, so our bodies take over. The memory of where… Continue Reading
Some say I’m anti-science. Some say I’m deliberately controversial and obstructive as far as science and science education are concerned. I’m not. I am merely alarmed at how far the pendulum… Continue Reading
This has been a difficult week. When considering this post, I realised how easy it is to write certain things into fiction rather than baring all as real people. Because… Continue Reading