Weeks of horrendous revelations about the actions of Oxfam staff in midst of crises have shocked me and millions of others. Stories about abuses of power, position and privilege which are both all too familiar in this era, but also a punch in the heart because we thought that Oxfam and its people couldn’t do…
Today is my birthday. I’m now thirty six years old. In my reckoning, that’s the last year of your mid-thirties, and it’s a perfectly fine age. I’m not one to agonise over aging; I’m philosophical as my body creaks and softens, as the list of things I’ll never be good or expert at lengthens, as…
It’s been just over two months since I entered my mum’s home and found her gone. The initial panic and shock of her death have ebbed away, leaving a roiling sadness and a constant subterranean processing of my grief. Now, the first steps have been taken to re-home her two dogs, Milo and Mabel. Both…