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Housekeeper’s Diary

Housekeeper’s Diary

Hmm now let’s see: a beautiful Indian Summer’s day? Check. An abundance of vegetables harvested from our teeny little vegetable patch? Check. Naughty nobody’s cat still invading the garden and delivering dead mousey presents? Check. Bathroom tap still being temperamental? Check. No sign of the lost garlic press? Check. Covid related anxiety through the roof…

On A Future of Sorts

On A Future of Sorts

Well now, let’s be honest, we are neither hither or thither are we? One must forgive a person for feeling a tad discombobulated when even the powers that be appear to be suffering the same predicament. For those untroubled by threatening life conditions, the future has long been something almost completely in our control: we…

The Tizz

The Tizz

I got myself in the most terrible tizz this weekend. Just inside my head, you understand? I wasn’t throwing plates, trolling strangers on social media or evicting the family so I could have a hissy fit in the peace of an empty house, but I did experience a kind of muddly, outraged brain that wouldn’t…

Minutiae

Minutiae

When the house becomes the extent of your world, however temporary it may be, it is terribly easy to narrow your focus to the minutiae of domesticity. To become obsessed with perfecting the smallest of things and in the process to quite forget what really matters in this world. At the beginning of quarantine I…