Many of us have an activity or two in life that transforms us. We change from generally likeable, easy-going types in cardigans, into red eyed gremlins, waving pitchforks. For some, it’s the supermarket shop, for others, driving (I know a … Continue reading The Bad-tempered Cleaning Company
‘Even Michael McIntyre never had to perform for 6 hours solid,’ says Fran Hill, author of new book Miss, What Does Incomprehensible Mean? released tomorrow, 21 May. But can teaching really be that hard? Charting the life of a secondary … Continue reading School – the best days of your life?
When I was little there were only two occasions when someone might say ‘Bless you’. The first was when you sneezed. The second was when someone wanted to indicate compassion or affirmation, the blesser always being someone of indeterminate age. … Continue reading Aw, bless…
I am never going to be the kind of person who cleans the cutlery drawer. I would rather write an essay/sit an exam/retake my driving test (I might have to by the time this is over). The only thing I … Continue reading Revelations in isolation
So it came after all, she thinks, staring out of the window at the rain. It falls in heavy handfuls, flicking fingers at the glass. She’s not thinking about the rain but about the millennium bug that they prepared for … Continue reading Millennium Bug
‘Future Polly’s going to love past Polly…’ My daughter first said this when she was quite small. ‘What do you mean?’ It was Sunday afternoon and she led me to her room. Always tidy, with everything in its place, her … Continue reading Living backwards or forwards?
For years I’ve been saying inappropriate things. Sometimes people noticed, sometimes not. It probably wasn’t obvious most of the time *hopes*. As with everything, you find ways to cope – lip reading, nodding, watching others- a bright smile, laughter, anything … Continue reading Hearing aid
Don’t overplan – On the 20th, last year, you locked yourself out of the house, your car filled up with water and your hubby broke down on the motorway in a rented van. Didn’t plan for that did you? But … Continue reading Next Christmas – Notes to Self
So I had a bit of an episode. I lost my diary. I keep all my passwords in there – well, obviously not my actual passwords (I’m not stupid. At least, not in that way) but the clues to them. … Continue reading Falling off the edge