Tag Archives: identity
Tuesday
Every Tuesday morning I head to the appropriately named ‘Tuesday Group’ at a local church. Aside from being brilliant because there is a creche I can leave the boy in for an hour or so it’s also great to chat … Continue reading
Something nothing can change
I’m not one for usually posting ‘gospel presentations’, generally they make me feel a little ill, still scarred from the overuse of ‘Two Ways to Live’ at university I run from the general idea of them. They can seem to … Continue reading
The first day…
Today is the first day of the rest of my life. Which if you think about it is true for all of us, so no news there then. What I mean is today is the first day of a new … Continue reading
Who am I?
Well, it’s Friday morning and for the first time in about 3 months I’m back in my favourite cafe in Brighton to recapture some of my writing mojo. This pregnancy lark certainly takes a while to get used to, but … Continue reading
In which I rant, mainly to myself, but feel free to listen in…
I want to rant but I’m not sure who to send this complaint to. So the world wide information highway will have to do. I think I’m mainly ranting at myself but if you’ve ever had thoughts like this then … Continue reading
The Long Walk Home 