To have and to hold from this day forward, for better for worse, for richer for poorer, in sickness and in health, to love and to cherish, till death do us part… No doubt you recognise those timeless words. Perhaps you recited them at your wedding, or heard them recited at someone else’s wedding. But [...]
Probably everyone who’s reading this post will have experienced some kind of loss by now, whether it be for a beloved pet, a close relative, a friend, a partner, or another type of loss entirely. Like everything in life, there are various gradations of sorrow. I was eighteen when my grandmother died. It was a [...]
‘Nearly everything that happens to you in life you forget. Should have kept a journal.’ I came across those words while reading Ian McEwan’s latest novel, ‘Lessons’, and they lifted my mid-winter spirits astronomically. Why? Because keeping a journal is at least one New Year’s Resolution I don’t have to worry about, seeing as I’ve [...]
‘Wow, you all looked so glamorous back then!’ my daughter said to me the other day, with more than a touch of envy. We were browsing through a selection of old photo albums from the late 1980s and early 1990s, and happened to stop at one particularly fetching snapshot: the one I ended up selecting [...]
Have you ever tried keeping a diary? No? Or perhaps you've had a go, maybe even several, but always given up in the end? The thing is, to be a true diary keeper, as I am, you have to have be just a little bit obsessed. But that's okay, we're all a bit obsessed about [...]
Eleven years ago today, my mother died. Sixty-six years ago, her fiancé was murdered. Ten years ago, the first ideas for my book were forged. Today, memories can live on via the pages of my semi-autobiographical novel, Infinite Stranger. My mother – the real character of Molly Williams in my book - was a charmer. [...]
Yes I know, it’s already halfway through January, so why am I writing a post about New Year’s resolutions? Well the thing is, at first I’d resolved definitely NOT to make any resolutions this year, just for once, because I never stick to them anyway and they never work out and what’s the bloody point, [...]
Wendy Skorupski 