My daughter’s old school had a motto I love: Be kind, be brave, be happy. ‘Be happy’ feels a bit optimistic to me. I’m not sure serotonin manifests itself on demand. But I’d have a tenner on the fact that daily kindness and bravery will lead to a happier life. I’d like to feel happier…… Continue reading Being a bit brave is making me braver
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Radio silence and the power of lego
Hello again Back in October, I gave some friends and nursery mums the link to this blog. I was terrified because I am an enormous wimp. I’m not sure what dark and dreadful things I thought would come to pass if people I knew read my writing. But my fears were ridiculous. Nobody blanked me at preschool pickup or posted a…… Continue reading Radio silence and the power of lego
Thank you for the art, Paul (a note to my incredible brother)
Dear Paul, I’ve just rediscovered painting and I love it. I never had your talent or your instinctive artist’s eye. But I watched you and learned the basics and what you could do inspired me. Without you, I might still have drawn that shoe made of dots with a 2B pencil under Miss Leigh’s tutelage. I would have had a good crack at…… Continue reading Thank you for the art, Paul (a note to my incredible brother)
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