Limping to the Finish Line

Watching the UK Government break down into lawlessness has been an experience. My gut reaction is to flee, but I’m not leaving my home. I’m going to stay and fight because I believe in doing what’s right, and there are certain ideals I feel bound to defend. At 53, I’ve accepted that I have a…

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A Small Update

A few weeks ago, my husband told me that he’d nearly freaked himself out by over-thinking the origin of eggs. A few days later, I did exactly the same and haven’t had one since. In fact, I don’t think I’ll be having any ever again. It isn’t something I’d ever have imagined, but I’m happy…

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Stop Funding Madness

Despair might seem like the most natural – possibly only – response to the conveyer belt of crises coming at us all. So much so that it’s easy to forget one simple fact: Collectively, we have a lot more power than those in Westminster understand. There are steps we can take right now to –…

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Lockdown Guests

They turned up a few weeks ago, sitting on top of the greenhouse watching my husband locking up the hens for the night – two snowy white birds and one muted grey. I was looking out from the kitchen window and noticed they didn’t seem at all bothered by humans. Later that evening, they were…

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Checking In

It’s been exactly a month since I rang my warehouse manager at 7am to tell her I didn’t think we could continue safely working as a team. We took the decision to keep staff at home and advised everyone to stay put. I ran payroll early, paid everyone through the end of the month, and…

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Snow Globes

I’ve sat down to write so many times since the lockdown began, but nothing materialises. Even though the universe has grabbed the small, settled snow globe of my life and given it a good shake, I can see quite clearly that my position is one of privilege. The steps my family took to prepare for…

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Writing the Future

I find it hard to believe I used to write in a journal nearly every day. Where did I find the time? What did I write about? What happened to my mental capacity to produce subject matter and text? My guess is that it all resided in my addiction to nicotine. Nothing made me type…

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Curing Consumption

As a teen of the 80s, I grew up under the mistaken impression that status was defined by material possessions – an odd assumption considering my parents weren’t overly materialistic (although, now that I think about it, every closet, cupboard, and cabinet seemed to be stuffed with rarely-used items). There were no school uniforms where…

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The Admin of Identity

I won’t pretend to know what makes us who we are. It’s hard to pinpoint because people change. I was born with certain identities pinned to me. For instance, the certificate issued upon my birth states that I am American. It also says my given name is Jessica Elizabeth. But both of these pieces of…

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Getting TF

Feeling tired and run down at the moment. Our falling EU sales at work have not improved, and despondency is setting in. My husband and I gave an interview to a local paper about the difficulties the business is facing, and of course, as with everything these says, there was online abuse from people with…

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Falling

Well, it’s happened. Despite a campaign of emails, newsletters, social media, and site notices letting our EU customers know they could continue to buy from us without hassle through 2020, their orders have all but stopped. As of this morning, I’ve received about 1/5 of the orders I’d usually get from the EU by the…

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Enjoy this Day

Well, Leavers, it’s here: the day you’ve been waiting for. Exit Day! From 11pm tonight the UK will no longer be a member of the European Union. Celebrate and enjoy. Have some cake. Ring a bell. You’ve won. But remember this – today is the easy bit. And perhaps some of you still believe, despite…

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