Kites rise highest against the wind – not with it
After nearly 4 months of marriage, the number of times I am being asked “how’s married life?” are drying up and the number of times I am being asked “haven’t you given up drinking yet?” are increasing dramatically. This question…
the other side of the adoption story
As a little introduction for those who haven’t read this blog before (hello!) I was adopted at birth. A year ago I took the huge step to find my birth family. Whilst it has been a very tough road to…
You like potato and i like potahto (part 2)
Image from June 2012 “I’m fat” whine whine whine whine. May 2013 “I’m fat” whine whine whine whine. (note I am a just a little overweight, I know this, so will you bear with me with and read the…
Some rose petal stew and a drop of morning dew, that’ll do
As a kid it was exciting to be adopted. A childhood spent with a nose in a book meant that I would have a different story every week about my background. When people would explain their American-Irish or Indo-Caribbean backgrounds…








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