Archive for January 2013

adventures in tax returns

January 29, 2013

When I first set up a company for my day job, I was required to complete various semi-complicated tax things. It was confusing and blergh and the thought of all those on-going responsibilities filled my soul with dread. So I found an accountant and every few months I would take a large shoe box of receipts […]

the pace, the process and the promise

January 25, 2013

In my brain, my future looks like this. Mr P, the furs, a dog, the bees, the garden: our home on the edge of a village, in this ancient land. With a book-lined room of my own, to create and share the work that lights me up. With time to make marmalade and sink into […]


January 20, 2013

‘What do you do for the little pieces of your heart that you leave scattered all over the world?’ When I first read Jane’s comment, my eyes welled up and for a moment I sunk into that sick griefy feeling. How DO I do this now? In the post-holiday new normal, where my niece is not an infrequent Skype […]

top tips for jetlagged re-entry

January 14, 2013

I have been going through photos to remind myself that the last month all actually happened. From there to here, its around thirty six hours door-to-door. Re-entry is hard. This is day three of the magical phenomenon that is jetlag and I am not exactly thriving. I have lost my appetite, can’t (ahem) ‘go’  and […]

my sunshine

January 08, 2013

The last week of our holiday has been a week of sunshine on the sunshine coast. And we got so much more than we bargained for: I spent most of the week slathered in SPF 856+ suncream, because Australia is HOTTER THAN THE ACTUAL SUN. Its been four years since I last saw Little Brother […]

my word for twenty thirteen

January 06, 2013

I didn’t have a word last year. All I could think about was what I didn’t want. It felt too big and too hard and actually fraudulent to distill everything I felt into one lovely, positive word when all I could feel was confusion, anger and disconnection. So I was wordless in twenty twelve. But […]