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November 9, 2017

With nothing between me and the wind, my skin rippled in the cold, tiny hairs standing on end defiant and in shock.

In this place, there was never sunlight. Every hour of every day had the same bluish-grey crepuscular quality of an early evening in Autumn, the same chil...

September 27, 2017

In her iconic book Women Who Run With the Wolves Clarissa Pinkola Estés explores the fairy tale of the Red Shoes, originally told by Danish poet and author Hans Christian Andersen and first published 1845 as ‘De røde sko’.

Here is my version of the story.

The Red Shoes R...

May 16, 2017

Last night I started writing a Facebook status update about how I would not be on Facebook scrolling down my newsfeed endlessly or bingeing on series any more – at least until we were safely ensconced in our new pad in the UK. I know how much time these mindless activi...

May 8, 2017

I came home late one afternoon following an unrivalled day at the office. It had been one of those days during which every conceivable endeavour had gone awry in a public, and almost comical way. The day had begun with a bowl of turbid ProNutro, followed by too much co...

March 3, 2017

As I sit here about to write this section, I’ve been looking at my chipped blue nail polish and thinking that I need to do something about it in order to avoid being embarrassed during a client workshop tomorrow. Whenever I go past a mirror, I can’t help but scrutinise...

February 24, 2017

When I visit my Granny at the retirement village where she lives, I’m always curious about the items that traveled with her from the home she had lived in for 35 years. There is a set of armchairs, a single bed, an ornate, wooden side table, an old cabinet, a chest of...

February 17, 2017

In my novel Letters to the Black Underground, society revolves sycophantically around consumption, which is undertaken as a compulsive daily ritual in ego-building as a substitute for real substance, real connection, real meaning. In this world, people are alienated fr...

February 10, 2017

Now that we have explored my approach to dressing, something of the psychology of the person upon whom the backpacking trip was inflicted will have become contextualised. Two forces war within me and they are Minimalism and Compulsion.

The Minimalist prunes the wardrob...

February 3, 2017

Far from being a pretentious vindication of the modus operandi of the women’s glossy magazine, there does seem to be quite a direct link between what you wear, how you see yourself, and thus what you are capable of accomplishing on any given day.

     I remember watchin...

January 27, 2017

The irony is that I am just now munching on some delicious wafer rolls with hazelnut and cocoa cream. They were next to my bed and seemed like a good snack but I have probably ruined my appetite now, and tomorrow I will constitute, just fractionally, a few atoms from d...

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