Pandora's Box

Last night, before I went to bed, I wrote the following line in an email. Sometimes what we need and what we want are separate matters. ...

It's probably not advisable to listen to the slow version of Breaking Up Is Hard To Do by Neil Sedaka when you've just ended a rel...

I have often wondered over the last three decades what it must be like to not be a single parent. After raising two children on my loneso...

A few years ago a dear friend of mine who had move away to the seaside invited me via an email to join Facebook. I had received many invi...

For AO with love from HS X Up until the day it happened, and throughout the previous month, before it had occurred, which by the way h...

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Last year I was listening to Kim Cattrall on Woman's Hour talking about the joys of being single. An irony really when you think abou...

In Patrick Süskind novel Perfume , his protagonist Jean-Baptiste Grenouille possesses an exceptional sense of smell that enables him to ri...

I have been writing a steady stream of consciousness in this tiny part of cyberspace for the last five years. The only relevance its conce...

Prior to a life online, those of us of a certain generation sourced our information from a series of books that presented a world of illust...

When I was a little kid, I never thought of myself in terms of being a girl, I was just a genderless shy and sensitive child knocking abo...

The first time I ever visited Kew Gardens I paid one old penny to get in. I can still feel the turnstile against my body as I dropped that ...