Recently on no more wriggling…
- On sitting down to watch Withnail and I once again….
- Thank-you. Five Years of London Historians
- My next book on 18th & 19th Century medicine – and a competition to come up with a title!
- Don’t leave it too late to live in the moment: Rooting our lives in the present
- Four poems on one day – a challenge for my 5 year ‘bloggerversary’
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I have been inspired this morning. Not to write too much of my own but to look at the work of others and take heart from the possibilities that work opens up to me. This is due simply to the … Continue reading
Dandelions and Bad Hair Days will be published in the early autumn of this year. That is great news and I am looking forward to seeing it in print and using it to raise awareness of mental health issues and … Continue reading
Today marks the beginning of Mental Health Awareness Week 2012. Perhaps you are suffering from ‘Awareness Week’ fatigue? Haven’t we had Depression Awareness week already? It’s Dementia Awareness Week too – isn’t that just another sort of mental illness? Perhaps … Continue reading
Gardens and gardening have always been at the heart of philosophical discussion. Cultivating our environment raises all sorts of questions from the ‘big’ ones – what it means to be ‘alive’ perhaps, or how far is a garden an expression of faith harking … Continue reading
I couldn’t resist it. The rain has been incessant. The roads of Somerset are flooded and the thick, grey sky seems to come down so low you fear you will lose your way in it. Will it ever stop? These … Continue reading
Editor’s note: Today is the first anniversary of the creation of a very special group founded by a special woman. I first became aware of Suffer in Silence No More via a friend on Facebook who knew about my guest … Continue reading
I took a wonderful walk last Thursday. It started on the well-worn route behind the ‘best beds in the world’ Relyon factory just around the corner from where we live in Wellington, Somerset. The footpath is a narrow one, overhung with spindly … Continue reading