For me, visiting the five million year old red sand dunes in the Namib Desert was the most important part of our family trip to Namibia last summer. I found images of the tall, vibrantly coloured dunes almost unbelievable, and yearned to see them. The thought of the dunes going on for miles and miles intrigued me. …
For our wedding anniversary weekend, we went to Beverley, East Yorkshire, which is near to Hull and the Humber Bridge. We were able to meet our daughter, Hannah, which was a joy! We also caught up with a former client, now colleague and friend of mine, Alison, who lives nearby, and met her husband Daniel and daughter Alethea for the…
“They made me, they decided, they excluded me” – do you ever use this language about your colleagues at work, in your head, if not out loud? Recently a friend asked me “So how do you stop being a victim?”.This was after a long talk about her experiences with her family over the Christmas period, where family patterns had been…
“My mother is a sociopath”. ” You are either a slave or an enemy.” These comments come from an article with Tamara Mellon in The Times magazine, 19th October this year. What has this got to do with me? Even worse, why did these comments resonate? (and that’s me in the role of the mother I’m talking about, not Tamara…