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Hot off the press – Part One!
So part one of the book on creative mothers is hot off the press into the hands of the critics – ie my best friends and husband. They have been warned to be good lovers – firm but gentle! This book virgin is feeling excited, […]
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The Irish namaste!
There is a custom here in rural Ireland. A quaint one, which speaks of a time when everyone knew everyone else. It is the culchie* salute – the greeting of country dwellers. Every driver greets every other driver, cyclist, pedestrian by raising their hand as […]
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Playing cowbabies and Indians
We have had a creative day today – they led and I followed… First they painted the pots they had made on the wheel at the pottery last week. Then it was decided that a teepee must be made – we improvised using a sheet, […]
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The comfort of strangers…
So following on from last night’s post. I am feeling really odd about those I know reading my work. Any of my stuff, but especially this book in progress… Why do we feel easier being completely honest and open with strangers rather than those closest […]
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The book that cannot be read!
Here’s the thing. I’m writing my book (about creative mothers), and I’m really pleased with it, with how it’s taking shape. It is nowhere near finished, but I am please with how it is forming. I have tried to explain to non-writers how it works […]
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Where I’m at…
A lovely weekend – dinner out and two lunches out. A half day watching a demo at the Cookery School with a dear friend on Friday. And SOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO much writing time. My mama batteries are recharged. My kids are being nice. I’m being nice. We’re […]
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Something for the weekend: Desiderata
Desiderata (from the Latin for ‘things desired as essential’) Go placidly amid the noise and the haste, and remember what peace there may be in silence. As far as possible, without surrender, be on good terms with all persons. Speak your truth quietly and clearly; […]
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Bye bye baby
The time has come. Weaning time. But it is bittersweet, as weaning always is for me. I love the closeness, yet I resent the being tied and demanded of to this extent. I never want it to end on a bad note, nothing drastic. We […]
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A Mother’s Prayer
All mothers,Who art down the road, in the house next door, all around the world,Hallowed be thy names,Thy time will come, thy work will be done.You give this day the daily bread – endless sandwiches (with crusts off, and cut the right way), wraps and pittas, […]
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Let’s Play, “Yes, Let’s!”
“Let’s play”, she says.“Yes let’s”, I say. That’s the game: “Yes, let’s”. It’s an old drama game I used to play with my students back in my drama teacher days. Its purpose is to teach actors to accept situations offered them in improvisation situations rather […]
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