It is a shameful truth about me that I am often late. My sister will tell you that I’d be late for my own funeral, which is unfair and not wholly accurate because mostly I do turn up for things and I’m good with public transport. What is the case, though, is that from an …
I’ve been feeling old. I went climbing yesterday with my son Silas. We’ve been climbing together for about five years and his fearlessness and strength have amazed me from the start, but the difference now is that he’s a professional. He works at the wall every weekend and he climbs at a higher standard than …
There is a recurring dream I’ve been having for 34 years. It is the last term before my A levels and I am trying to revise Geography but, horrifyingly, I have done none of the course work. Not a single essay. I move from classroom to classroom, fearful of what and who will be behind …
When my son Silas was still at primary school, he was constantly told to ‘be the best he could be’. It drove him nuts. Sometimes, we just need to be what we are. And anyway, being the best we can be doesn’t always feel like enough, especially when we catch a glimpse of our heroes. …