From a little sister, to a big brother.

My brother is one of my heroes. Often (for comedy value) I’ve found myself telling stories of Christmas fainting episodes, crash-dummy-alert bicycle rides, handfuls of sand in my mouth, borrowed face masks and the occasional viewing of Love Actually. But today for some reason I feel like telling some other stories. So Nath, from a…

Beautiful and good things.

“Luxury is not a necessity to me, but beautiful and good things are” – Anais Nin I absolutely love this quote because I feel like it gives me permission to really enjoy the things I have around me. It sounds silly, but I actually felt a huge sigh of relief when I first read it…

A break from distractions.

I live a high proportion of my life distracted by stuff. I’m distracted by the glorification of busyness and the thrill of achievements, by the adrenaline of the current challenges I face or the latest drama I’ve entered into, by the allure of what could be, often passing by the reality of what already is….

That’s my Grandad

11th February 1926 – 9th March 2011  Cycling down the road towards me is a man with fluorescent orange trousers, a bright blue jacket and a grey wooly hat – even though its summer. Unsurprisingly he’s known around town. As he cycles around a corner he spots a bright yellow treasure chest, full of gold…