Layla went to the vet for her usual jabs last month, and, as always, she drooled all the way there. She never drools on the way home, because she knows the worst is over. It’s only the way there that’s the problem, because she know the Evil Veterinarian with his needles and thermometer is waiting…
self care
The Life-Changing Joy of Hoarding Books
I saw the other day that Marie Kondo has a new show on Netflix, in which she goes into people’s homes and tells them what to throw out. This, apparently, includes books, which means I will never, ever watch this show, any more than I have read her book, The Life-changing Magic of Tidying Up….
Gifting Ourselves Self-Care at Christmas
I quite like Christmas. I’ll confess it. It’s not the gifts so much, or the (dear god no) Christmas parties or (help me) huge family gatherings. It’s not even the food, or the generally accepted suitability of chocolate for breakfast and cake for lunch, although those sort of things will always endear a season to…
Comfort Reading & Why it Matters
What’s your comfort reading go-to? What do you read when you feel down? What do you read when you feel lonely? What do you read when it’s cold out and you need to feel warm? Do you have favourites you turn to? I’ve heard that there’s such a thing as bibliotherapy these days. As I’ve…
Failing in the Right Direction – the Writers’ Life
Warning! Warning! Personal Post Ahead! There will be failing! (And possibly flailing.) Eeek, get it off! Get it off! Just kidding. Well, not really. But this is actually a post about failing, and having a bit of a rubbish year, and there are less dragons involved than you may have come to expect. Although I’ve…