Archive for June 2014

two random moments when i totally lost my shit

June 29, 2014

it was nothing like this Last week, two of the Worst Things I can Imagine, happened. Not the Worst WORST Things – like, no one has died. And this is not coming to you from a make-shift underground bunker in Austria or anything. But still. Exhibit A: On the morning we left for France, freshly moisturised […]

anniversary, the third

June 27, 2014

He’d made a dinner reservation at the hotel overlooking the mouth of the Sienne, and it was such a long way to drive, why didn’t we stay? And so thats how we ended up eating under centuries old oak beams which used to be La Ferme Saint Simeon Inn. For 40 years after 1825, jugs of […]

the loosening

June 24, 2014

We’ve been here for four days. Or is it 47? I can’t remember the last time I felt so… languid. Everything has slowed right down, to this drowsy summer pace and I can’t even half finish a crossword to save myself. Its been this crazy six months of leaving London and moving house and the Phd […]

in the wheat field

June 22, 2014

I’m standing alone in a wheat field at sunset. My périphérie is full of thin golden soldiers standing to attention, the straw brushes roughly against my bare legs, I feel the prickle of sheafs through my thin cotton top. I am in up to my armpits. We are here. In France. And it seems all […]

are you wondering where YOUR circle of women are hanging out?

June 18, 2014

‘I can feel it in my bones that these are lifelong friendships I’ve just made. When I look back on the days we spent at the retreat, the hope I feel almost bursts out of my chest’ ~ Fiona Shevlin, 2013 Vixen For years I thought I was alone. I didn’t think my friends (who […]

on father’s day

June 14, 2014

Dearest Dad, It’s Father’s Day here in the Northern Hemisphere, and we are overwhelmed with World Cup themed gift ideas; I’m very tempted to send you the World Cup Garden Gnome. But instead I thought I would write this. To thank you. I know that our relationship has been difficult and confusing for us both; there have […]