Month: November 2012
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Jokerman dance to the nightingale tune…
The news arrived in a text message… it wasn’t a surprise but it hit hard. I wrote about my friend Ian in an earlier post and the news was about his passing… before we made peace and I will forever regret that I did not contact him sooner. Grief is a terrible thing, a powerful […]
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Speculum of the other woman: myself as object…
I go through phases of frequently changing my profile pic on Facebook. It’s a little odd even to me; partly a fascination with the ageing process but also curiosity about what being a woman is all about. I never looked in mirrors when I was in my twenties; somewhat ironic as much of that period […]