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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It is some time since I have written on the history of my family, or on history in any sense really. I am deep into the process of finalising a manuscript that will be published in the next few months – … Continue reading
Editor’s note: As we go into the second year of mental health guest posts here on No wriggling I am grateful for a contribution from the other side of the world. Deb is well-known in the genealogy community and has a great … Continue reading
It is hard for anyone to be cheerful at the moment, although the Conservative party attempt to rival the Chuckle Brothers, David Cameron and George Osborne, always look as if they are not trying quite hard enough to suppress a smirk. Britain … Continue reading
As the build up to Christmas and the New Year reaches a climax it is for many quite easy to buy into the old maxim ‘ ’tis the season to be jolly’. From the early December Christmas party at work … Continue reading
I have mentioned before that I attend a Royal Literary Fund ‘Reading Matters’ group every week. It is a wonderful idea; led by fabulous poet Julia Copus we listen to her read a short story and a poem each week, … Continue reading
I am feeling drained at the moment. Sleeping badly; feeling physically creaky; eating all the wrong food again after five weeks on a healthy eating blitz: it is no wonder that my emotional reserves are in the human equivalent of … Continue reading