Recently on no more wriggling…
- Teaching the First World War – engaging imaginations with historic newspapers
- The Writer’s Blog Tour – coming out of the attic to party….
- The Sinking of the RMS Tayleur – author Gill Hoffs on how Victorian corsetry contributed to a tragedy…
- Shell shock on film: myth or reality?
- Who needs Glastonbury? The Keats House Festival 2014
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Help! Panic stations! My sister is slimmer than me! Pathetic isn’t it? But sometimes small things are important. Jane and I have been yo-yo dieting for years. One of us usually loses some weight, which when it becomes obvious sparks … Continue reading
I have just read a press release published today on the Open University website linked from twitter. It is entitled Paranoid parents, media hysteria and the myth of ‘childhood in crisis’ and it refers to research conducted by Dr Mary-Jane Kehily, an expert in childhood … Continue reading
I am sitting in front of my laptop as I write this finding any excuse to fling my head round quickly to get the full benefit of ‘the bounce’. It’s that lovely feeling you get when you come back from … Continue reading
I was going to leave blogging for tonight for fear that I might overstay my welcome in your news feeds before I have really got going. In my quiet moments I have, sadly, been entertaining myself on other blog sites … Continue reading
“Welcome to the English School’s National Athletics Championships from the Alexander Stadium Birmingham. Today you will get up at five for a two-hour drive to sit , with no leg room, in sweltering heat proudly watching your daughter Evie representing … Continue reading
This blog was never meant to be about my experience of breast cancer. I have great respect for those women who find writing about diagnosis, treatment and recovery in some way cathartic and find comfort in the company of other … Continue reading
One of my friends says that I often use the phrase ‘I love my husband dearly but…’ and she knows there will then be some sort of mildly incredulous comment on his behaviour that I don’t want anyone to misconstrue … Continue reading
As an anxiety ridden soon-to-be-freelance-again-thank-goodness writer and researcher (yes basically I find out stuff and write about it), addicted to chocolate, gin, detective stories and John Keats I am definately keen to find a world of my own to live … Continue reading