a poem for family

It’s funny how a family grows

in newly cutely ways.

my one of origin hurt me raw

tipping through the centuries.


the new family I’m creating now

is startling me anew

i have so much love around

a fresh purpose to pursue.


Why are some school mums so sweetly spiteful?

There’s a mum at my daughter’s primary school who went to the very same school when she was a little girl. She swaggers across the playground as if she owns it, and ¬†acts as though she’s the arbiter of everything and anyone who is right and proper at the school.

In the beginning, I was beguiled: she acted as a confidante, looked after my daughter after school, on occasion, invited me round for hot chocolate at her house, and shared her own little marriage challenges. It took me a while to realise that Continue reading