Archive for May 2015

the known unknowns

May 27, 2015

I’ve spent the last few months in the quagmire of my dissertation. Specifically, I’ve been stuck on a few paragraphs that answer the question of my epistemology – how I know my reality is true. It’s a prolonged exercise in brainfuckery. And this matters because I am now (apparently) in the business of knowledge creation. So […]

the little blue house by the sea

May 20, 2015

Dear Mum, Having inherited your numeric abilities, I just had to use a calculator to work out that today would have been your 67th birthday. The sun burst through the leaves of the oak tree this morning, momentarily blinding me as I came out of meditation. It was as if you were announcing your big day: ‘TA […]

i think this is what trust looks like

May 14, 2015

I have no idea what this even is. Not really. It’s about helping you make your life better, but not in that vague and twee ‘just be HAPPY!’ way, and its support yes, but there’s very little empty (and possibly meaningless) shouts of ‘you’re amazing!’ (though I believe this deeply). And it’s not therapy but […]

show me your thing

May 05, 2015

Badger & Rex: both excellent sunbathers since birth Gran was a huge fan of wallpaper. And when I was little, I stayed at Gran’s most Saturday nights. My room was covered in a spectacular fleur-de-lis of mauve, gold and silver. On Sunday mornings I would switch on the little radio next to my bed to listen to Storytime: Bad Jelly the […]