The hairdresser circumnavigated my mum’s head,conducting a symphony of blonde curls, a pointed, shiny, metal comb in one expert hand,a can of hairspray in the other that turned hair into cement. But I didn’t really watch my mum get her hair done.There was too much else to take in. My eyes were drawn to shiny […]
Month: January 2026
Hoping for an Epiphany
I cannot recall ever having an epiphany or a lightbulb moment, although I would welcome one at this moment in time, when the world has become dark, full of war and disaster, my cat is dying from cancer, it’s almost the anniversary of my mother’s death, and it is so cold – although today a […]
writing in north norfolk 