All insects great and small

All insects great and small

‘How’s the new house?’ my auntie asks when I meet her at the garden centre for a brew. ‘It’s still standing,’ I say, thinking about the long snagging list that is getting longer by the…

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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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