by Liz Champion | Oct 15, 2018 | Memoir
AT work I go on a health and wellbeing course where the instructor keeps stressing the importance of taking time for yourself. Me time, he writes on the white board. “It recharges the batteries,” he says. “It’s time out from the daily grind and helps to reduce stress...
by Liz Champion | Oct 5, 2018 | Memoir
Friday is a momentous day. I make a movie at work and it looks great, even if I do say so myself. I drive home feeling rather chuffed. When I’m stuck in traffic on the motorway I wonder if maybe a film career is calling. Perhaps my 30-second movie is just the start....
by Liz Champion | Sep 28, 2018 | Memoir
My sister is at a wedding, so I’ve offered to have her dog for the day, but when the dog turns up he’s got a large bag and enough food to last the month. “He’s staying for a few days then?” Chris asks, taking the bag and lifting it onto the table. “It looks that way,”...
by Liz Champion | Sep 21, 2018 | Memoir
I wrote this piece back in 2015 when Olivia was only two. As part of my university module on contemporary literature I had to write a response to Kathleen Jamie’s Sightlines, focusing on moments of time, a theme of the book, and publish it on the course blog. I...
by Liz Champion | Sep 10, 2018 | Memoir
“It’s a bit Jaws-esque,” Chris says as we climb out of the car. “What does that mean?” Olivia asks. “Nothing,” I say, shooting a warning look at Chris who really should know better than to mention films about man-eating sharks in front of a six-year-old, even if it...
