It's 5:30 on my dads birthday, and we are getting ready to celebrate with him. He only visits my beloved Kernow a couple of times a year; Kent to Cornwall is a helluva way. We don't get much time, just a few days here and there, so when I saw the fat brown envelope waiting… Continue reading Crossing the line.
This morning i had a terrifying glimpse into the future. A time where technology was defunct, and the masses wandered dazed and confused, unsure what they were supposed to do now. A merry band of angry men, rioted over lost time, and the inconvenience at having to talk to other human beings as part of… Continue reading Technology apocalypse
Since May 7th 2015, I have found myself more focused than ever before. I made the decision to leap from the 'Someone really should do something about that' camp, to the 'I am going to try and do something about that', collective of like minded souls. It has been a fun journey so far, and… Continue reading Finding the common ground.
Today I had a huge decision to make. Which version of myself I chose to present in my medical assessment with ATOS, on behalf of the DWP. Do I go in, with my usually sunny, positive disposition, and risk being told that I am obviously coping fine, or do I go in showing the vulnerable,… Continue reading Empire State of mind
Im guessing by now you have pegged me as guardian reading, bleeding heart liberal, and you are partly right. It may suprise you to know that the paper I read most is (hangs head in shame) the daily mail. The daily fail, that benchmark by which so many British citizens set their ideology, and create… Continue reading Guilty pleasures
Im frightened. I know pretty much everyone who didn't vote torie last Thursday, feels the same. I waited with baited breath to see where the axe would fall first, and felt sick to my stomach when the DWP access to work scheme was thrown into the coliseum on day one, to be ripped apart in… Continue reading First cut is the deepest…..
So what do you do? An innocuous enough question, bandied around in that truly British way upon meeting strangers. But how much do you or I assume when faced with the answer? I am a second chef in a seafood restaurant, and a single mother with two young children. I am the writer, producer and… Continue reading The power of perception