Thoughts I have while smoking…
Something and nothing.
I LOVE HARD
We moved to Northern Ireland, mum’s home, in the early 90s. My dad died the year before, and mum asked us whether we wanted to stay in Botswana or move to NI. Aged 7, 8 and 10, my sisters and I voted for Northern Ireland. Why? Snow. I think it was probably a decade later…
Something and nothing
I was made redundant last month. Worry not. This isn’t a LinkedIn post about what I’ve learned since I ceased to be of use to my former employers. Truth be told, I haven’t learned anything. I don’t have to jump straight back into work. This is either a gift or a trap. I haven’t decided…
The ones left behind
“For the ones who stayed,”“For the ones who left,”“And for all the ones who were lost.” I watched Belfast a few weeks ago.The hype around a film from Northern Ireland was hard to avoid. Truth be told, I hate seeing NI on screen. But I gave in. And off we trotted to the cinema. Hearing…
