Silence is a word that we think we all understand, but Sara Maitland's A Book of Silence has prompted me to think about the role silence plays in my own life. A few years ago, I suffered a bout of seriously debilitating nervous exhaustion. In the years I've been recovering I've realised that I have … Continue reading Degrees of silence
I feel like I'm being taught a lesson by the technology, or rather the white goods, in my life. It feels like some sort of divine retribution for fantasising about living a more simple life and looking wistfully to the past thinking that it holds some clues for dealing with modern life. A few months … Continue reading When technology throws a spanner in the works
More than years ago when I was away at university I would travel backwards and forwards from my hometown and where I lived during term time with all my possessions in the the boot of a small hatchback. I would pack everything into three blue plastic boxes at home and unload them an hour and a … Continue reading How did I end up with this much stuff?
I have a friend who wants to downsize her house, as she needs to reduce her mortgage debt, but is quite understandably is sad about losing her large garden. I’ve spent years casting a covetous eye over anyone with a large expanse of grass and plenty of room to swing several cats. Yet, I’ve put … Continue reading What is a garden for?
It's finally happened. After a shuddering explosion that sounded as though someone had petrol-bombed the house, and with a similar accompanying burning smell, my washing machine has finally washed its last and gone out in a blaze of dripping-wet washing and a death-throe leap across the kitchen floor. We've been through a lot, me and … Continue reading Not built to last?