A washed-out utopia

Rain in Jerusalem is properly wet. It’s that alive kind of rain which bounces off the pavements, causes water to cascade down the streets, and feels more like someone is emptying a bucket rather than gently watering the world. It’s the kind of rain that totally justifies sheltering for a while in the peaceful dryness…

Towards Jerusalem

Throwing Objects Out Of The Car Is Prohibited so, although the sign had put the idea in my head and induced an overwhelming desire to do just that, I instead had to kick back, stare out of the window and cocoon myself in the reassuring familiarity of an Agatha Christie audio book. Once the shared…

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Having written the word shit too many times in a text message, I decided to ring the changes by defining my life as crap instead. Nothing could’ve defused a rubbish moment more quickly than my newly updated phone suggesting that I replace the word crap with what it deemed to be a relevant emoji: I’m…

Home

And so I am home. Having never thought I’d be the sort of person who’d end up living round the corner from my parents, that is indeed what I have become, (not that I really knew what ‘that sort of person’ actually was or why the prospect of becoming one was so objectionable). And yet…

Want to buy some cards?

Would you like to buy some handmade cards? Hot off the press, two different sets of cards are available. Perfect for a whole range of occasions! Set 1: New baby, new home, thank you, congrats, happy birthday Set 2: Well done you, with love, miss you, thinking of you, hello friend Both sets are available in ‘bunting’ or…