I apologise for referring to the junior person as “she” throughout this post, and assuming that the senior one is a “he”. I know this is only one of many possible situations, and much of what I say applies to any of the others too. This is going to be a complicated post, so I summarised my recommendations in a… Read more →
Happy Mother’s Day three weeks ago, everyone! After a long hiatus, I meant to write something for the holiday that won’t traumatise you. Late as always, here’s a light-hearted post about the person who pushed me bum-first into this world. My Mom. Devoted. Introverted. Pragmatic. Perfectionist. Once, a long time ago, I was unfaithful to a partner, and when in the ensuing… Read more →
I’ve been a bit depressed lately, so I haven’t felt like writing. I considered writing about being a bit depressed, but I’ll never do it as well as Hyperbole and a Half so it seemed pointless. Besides, as far as depression goes mine is laughably mild, so why make it a big deal by devoting a blog post to it. That’s just… Read more →
Pink, Pixie and I have just returned from a two-month tour of the world where we caught up with countless friends and family members, many of whom are parents of young children. When you only see someone face to face once or twice a year, there is always an element of surprise: bellies have turned into babies, last year’s infants… Read more →
I should have written this post for Valentine’s day. A little while ago a good friend of mine, who has been happily coupled to his now-wife since they were 20 years old, asked me how one messes up a relationship. (I hope he wasn’t looking for practical advice.) More specifically, he said: At the beginning, all you want to do… Read more →
This is the promised second post about being a woman, you can read the first one here. I would like to repeat that I’m not aiming for any grand conclusion: I am simply sharing an odd assortment of stories for my own entertainment and maybe yours. When I’m feeling ambitious, I might hope to contribute to a better, less polarised… Read more →
After the recent death of the great Leonard Cohen, I binge-listened to his songs for about a week. Music, like scents, can bring up a lot of memories. I came to know Mr. Cohen’s music when I was about 17, and many of his songs resonated well with my teenage anxieties about love and intimacy. When I think about my… Read more →