It’s my birthday and I’ll cry if I want to

It’s my birthday and I’ll …

‘We need to do something for your birthday,’ Chris says, the day before I turn forty-one. ‘This time last year, we were in Crete,’ I say. ‘I know.’ ‘We had that meal looking out to…

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The scales don’t lie

The scales don’t lie

It is nine o’clock on Saturday morning, 16 weeks and six days since lockdown began, when I finally stop procrastinating and step onto the scales. I stand as tall as I can, willing myself thinner.…

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We’re living in a germ factory.

We’re living in a germ factory.

‘Do you think you’re in news overload?’ Chris asks me on Thursday night as we sit down to watch the evening news. ‘We have to be informed,’ I tell him. ‘It’s important.’ ‘But you’ve got…

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Christmas chaos

Christmas chaos

It’s August when I walk into a local pub only to come face-to-face with a life-sized Santa Claus. ‘Never!’ I say to Chris. ‘That’s just wrong.’ Being forced to confront Christmas so early in the…

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Off the Shelf, Festival of words

Off the Shelf, Festival of words

The Off the Shelf Festival of Words takes place every October in Sheffield. It’s a fantastic event with some big names in literature, media and the arts. With 130 events across the city, this year’s…

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Scheduling some ‘Me Time’

Scheduling some ‘Me Time’

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…

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