Category: Joy

The Wondering

Over the last 18 months, a pesky idea had been incessantly nudging me. In the beginning, I sent it away with excuses. “I don’t have

Fragments of joy I

An early morning drive in an unfamiliar direction.Two bodies craving rest.Suitcase wheels click-clack along damp pavements. Look! Through a round portal. The turquoise sea. A bobbing

Reading in 2022

Most memorable reads Fiction The School for Good Mothers – Jessamine Chan Read in 2022 Some favourite words: ‘She thought she would’ve become a different

Favourite newsletters

Over the last few years, I’ve retreated from social media more often and embraced being more selective about what knowledge I consume and how. One

Reading in 2021

These are 9 of the 61 books I read in 2021 whose magic will remain with me. Musa Okwonga’s memoir, One of Them, will leave you

Once I was…

Once I was a girl whose hair flapped back as I bounced on a chair, or so I’m told. Once I was a girl whose

On friendship

I am a starfish staring upwards into the still hope of an endless sky, the starfish of a loved one stretched nearby. Hands lift me

Singapore in spring

We landed in Singapore eating skittles from a bag. One more leg to go before arrival in Oz. Planning our days, our tasty meals, our

A conversation with a lamp…

ME: New years: they’re kind of a lot of pressure. To be more, to do more, better yourself… LAMP: I guess it’s simpler for me.

Reading in 2020

Ever since the days of Biff, Chip and Kipper, I have loved escaping in the endless number of worlds offered by books. There was a

Next time you see a tandem…

Walking. One foot in front of the other. Lost in a world before or after. The jangle of a bell pulls you back to the

One foot in front of the other

Growing up, we would walk. Holidays would see us trek from our campsite to not so nearby places for lunch and back again, whatever the

The joy of disconnecting

As I sit under the boughs of a large oak tree, I gaze upwards through the sun-dappled leaves and catch a glimpse of possibility. It’s

One year on

One year ago, I was leaving a job that had me trapped in a cycle of despair and a fight with values that were not

2018: A year of reading

2018 saw the completion of my library at home and a commitment to more reading. Being an English teacher had lead to far less reading

I live for magic moments

Presentations. One of those defining moments in any classroom. Who will have prepared within an inch of their lives? Who will somehow take to the