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…

Dream bigger little girl.

I think I was about 11 years old when I told my daddy that I really wanted to have a wendy-house in the back-garden. In usual parent/child fashion we went back and forth for a while with our reasons why it was or wasn’t a good idea. I honed my negotiation skills early on and…

Letter to a 70 year old me…

After a few long, hard months of steep learning curves I told someone that I was tired of only learning stuff in hindsight. It’s exhausting. So they asked me to look 6 months ahead and consider the things I might want to have learnt when I look back. Being me, I thought I’d take it…

Vague Ambition

Whenever I write anything I always start off with a title. I may have turned it into an obsessive compulsive thing now, but at first it was simply about giving myself direction. When I was younger I used to think up titles to books I wanted to write all the time. I think I wrote…