When I search my inbox for something or other, given how many thousands of emails I have, and not very well sorted, all kinds of funny unexpected long forgotten emails crop up. Continue reading £75 Per Month to Polish Your Pate
Just came across some stuff which reminded me that when my ex walked out on us and went to stay in a hotel, I was (amongst other things!) anxious about the cost. Although he had been earning a good salary * we had stratospheric outgoings with a monthly mortgage payment that was more than some people earn in a year, and three children in not just any old independent schools, but three of the priciest in London. And so on. Continue reading Marginal
The problem with being old – or as old as I am – is that there’s an overabundance of memories.
High voice in the changing room: ‘Why can’t I do things the way I want and you do things the way you want?’ Continue reading Reflections
Searching for something else I found this very old (two and a half years ago) email written to myself (why?). Subject: ffs.
Easy to forget how things were, the forgotten details, you get brought up short. Continue reading Oh FFS
Feeling weepy. Not sure why. Very tired. Continue reading There Is A Crack In Everything. That’s How The Light Gets In.*