Divorce

Upsy Daisy

When you find yourself on the floor after a good kicking, you have a choice. Get up, get on and get even – or lie there and moan piteously. I must admit my natural inclination is to lie still and not even bother with the moaning, though I might work up to the odd faint …

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The Secret

There is only one way to get over the duvet debacle, and that’s to change my entire life and everything in it. Apart, of course, from my darling children, my house, my cat, my friends and the car that I have become quite attatched to (both because I can’t turn the seat-warmer facility off and …

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Duvet days

Once upon a time, four child-free days would have been a dream come true. Nowadays I dread sending my little dears off – it happens much too often and gives me much, much too much time to think. A friend in a similar leaky boat told me the secret is to keep busy, so I …

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Summer of my passions

Ah, to be in Dulwich, now that summer’s nearly here …is actually rather a pain. Much as I adore the general scenic leafiness all around, as Dulwich’s premier (only) divorcee, I can report that there is not a single, single man to be had anywhere in the vicinity. Of course, this mattered not a jot, …

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The Fool on Herne Hill

As Dulwich’s foremost expert on divorce (as you know, I am actually the only person in Dulwich who is divorced, the rest of the place being stuffed with ridiculously happy couples) I expect you have all been waiting for my pronouncement on the recent McCartney split. In fact, I find it quite hard to be …

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