Recently on no more wriggling…
- Running hard to stand still: Anxiety, writing & a world of confusion…
- In which I learn more about spiritualism in the Great War and need some help with ‘Theosophy’….
- Guest post: A Nurse at the Front – Edith Appleton, WW1 nurse and diarist – by Dick Robinson
- How depression has been let down by the media: On Hopkins, Morgan & the battle ahead
- Happiness is SO yesterday – On World Poetry Day, who else but John Keats?
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Whilst on holiday in Suffolk a few weeks ago I bought a small book at a second-hand stall at the market in the lovely little town of Framlingham. Called The Victorian Book of Dreams, it is clearly a forerunner of … Continue reading
Hmm…I have been wondering how to respond to the news from artdaily.org that artist Virgil Marti has opened his exhibition MATRIX 167 / Ode to a Hippie at Wadsworth Atheneum in Connecticut. I admit I had never heard of Virgil Marti … Continue reading
On Saturday my lovely daughter Evie is starting her first term at the University of Winchester. She only made her mind up to go to Uni at all at the beginning of August, having had a year out to focus … Continue reading
I was up late last night. Exhausted, I had to put all my books back into my bookcases. They had been taken out because, for the first time (drum roll and complete lack of excitement for anyone other than myself) … Continue reading
I have been in a funny mood recently. As people who read this blog will know I don’t need to be in an odd frame of mind to read poetry; but there are times when it speaks to me with … Continue reading
Ok, I give in. I have to write something on the subject. The media are not going to shut up, as I had hoped. Days after Margaret Thatcher died we are still getting quotes, anecdotes tributes, vitriol and all manner of unnecessary and … Continue reading
On Saturday I was lucky enough to attend the Annual Spring Conference organised by the Taunton Association for Psychotherapy (TAP). This year’s theme was depression and the day was marketed as ‘Dialogues Around Depression’ – a title which reflected the different … Continue reading