Technorati | What Did Whitney Really Want…

Whilst I didn’t know Whitney, I do know about the desire to escape one’s own life. Drugs of all types – whilst providing freedom and oblivion which can be temporarily stimulating, exciting and comforting are in no way a shortcut.

Brown Paper Packages Tied Up With String

With time restrictions therefore, my options are few; but I’m determined to make it work. After all between an apocalyptic future exploding in glorious glitter, and any other future where presents look like World War Two rations, I’ll go for the latter.

Quit The System

When you work all day and every day in a system where psychological manipulation and powerplay are used to create winners and losers, you are not acting with integrity, you are acting in ‘opposition’ and ‘conflict’. When you don’t act in integrity, you are fighting life itself. You are not being true to yourself.

The Rise of Homo Luminous

I believed only in numbers and corporate governance and worshipped the great God MS Excel. If you could dream it, I could model it. Yoga was the lowest form of exercise, and exercise, well never took place at all, apart from if I was gaming on the Wii Fit.

Last Fling Before The Ring?

Welcome to the Swedish hen do–not a penis in sight–but where instead you can dress up as a pantomime cow to play five-a-side football.

Pink or Blue? A Question of Dress

My collective decisions about my children’s environments shoehorns them into an identity. My boy is only allowed to be a soldier, a rapper, or a sportsman.

Why Living Without Cars has Given Me Freedom

Many grass fields on our island are cut manually with scythes. We’re not Amish. It’s a question of cost-benefit. The fields simply aren’t profitable enough to necessitate the purchase of a combine harvester. Likewise, the haystacks are hand made and the whole community mucks in.

Home from Abroad

In my old life I was constantly distracted. My preoccupation with consumption, money to live and struggle to achieve in my career despite the recession. The battle to live in our beautiful city and sustain our way of life blocked my ability to be open.

The Great Dairy Farming Hoax

As she paused for breath I felt my unborn baby move in my belly and my eyes, filled with tears. The image of calves so young that they still had their umbilical cords and the horror of calves being taken away from their mothers was too painful to think about.

Skinny Dipping in Sweden

As she climbed naked down the ladder, she said ‘Watch for the light from the microorganisms ‘ And as she threw herself into the water her lit up ghostly self followed her as microscopic bioluminescent creatures emitted flashes of light as a fear response to the movement of the water. It was amazing. Nudity and magic.

How We Escaped the 9-5….

Naturally few companies wanted to employ me. Two hours of work at 3am after breastfeeding and 3 hours of work during my newborn baby’s afternoon nap, wasn’t what they wanted, but was only what I could offer.

A Recovering Yummy Mummy

Richmond in the outskirts of London is a simply beautiful town. It nestles on the bank of the Thames with a the biggest park in Europe containing deer, nature walks and the most breathtaking view from Pembroke Lodge (throw in a few scones with jam and cream from their coffee shop and you’d make even the Gods on Mount Olympus jealous). We … Read More