Anthropology 1 : SAHM

I am a member of a tribe, a group, a pack, a flock.  We move together, twice a day Split shifts, there and back.  And in between we cook and clean And keep our houses neat And then to kill the time to three We might go sweep the street.  Not meet, For coffee, Oh…

Conkers

Well, it’s the end of the summer holidays, my boys are back at school on Monday. We schlepped home up the motorway dragging the detritus of beach living, sandy shoes, smelly towels. My arms are tanned, my feet sandal-striped. My boys are back in the town they have grown up in, the sea gulls far…

Wave

Today has been one of those days when you hope/know you have made a memory that will lodge itself into the unconscious memory of your children forever. Abandon on the beach. Body boarding, surf, crashing waves, laughter, light, sand, friends, sandy sandwiches, ice cream, love. Oh, an your mother screeching because she got stung by…

Wired

Sometimes I am inside a bubble but You can’t touch me. Or feel.  I’m behind a screen of complex clarity. Mouthing.  The momentum of belief, of conviction, lost Disappated by routine and torpor Diluted by that last glass So seemingly vital then.  Shutting down is easy and I am so still. So still.  Wake me…

Tube

So I’m on a tube. Speeding from Baker Street to Waterloo. Ion the silver shiny jubilee line.  This was my old commute down to Canary Wharf. Today I get off earlier but oh how much have I reacted to this trip? I feel such a sense of loss as I stand here avoiding tourist backpacks….

Silver spoon

I look for a silver spoon To help the medicine go down  The bitter taste sticks around And reminds me that  Life is not all sugar It’s not so sweet at times. But then, sugar isn’t really sweet A history stained with tyranny and tears.  Shielded by marketing and greed But it fixes the rancid…

Tidal

True to say that my energy ebbs and flows these days. Today I did both. And a lot more too.

Shuffle

so, it’s been almost 2 months since I posted….the longest I’ve even gone. Why? A plethora of reasons….bad meds, no energy, no time, too many projects, no imagination….oh dear. Well, I am a quilter not a quitter so I am back to have another go…I just need to re-shuffle the hand of cards life has dealt…

Think

I thought I would share an idea that I had for a friends birthday present. Now this is a very special friend and so I had to pull out the stops… And is what I came up with.   Granted it doesn’t look like much but when you open it… What’s inside?    Each card is…

Still

A period of reflection again….again….and here I am trying to revive my good intentions of Project P. I am reading The Happiness Projetc at the moment…good book, lots of points I can identify with. I am compiling a list of things I love to do. My reasoning being that I will keep to good intentions…

Damn spot

to the theatre….where I and my learned friend saw King Charles III amid grey heads and rustling sweetie packets. What a brilliant play, truly fabulous. I have always loved Robert Powell since his Jesus of Nazerath days (he can not blink for an unfeasibly long time you know, a rare gift) and tbh that was the…

Live-in vacancy

Originally posted on stitch this:
Oh octopus, do you mind if I ask How well do you manage to multi task? With tentacles eight I bet you are great A skill in which you should bask I need a few of you helping me One for the cleaning and one to make tea One for…