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Continue reading →: Five Modest CompetenciesCatherine tackles a therapeutic exercise she usually avoids – listing five strengths – after her first full day at the museum recording oral histories. The uncomfortable revelation: every competency is relational, yet she’s used connection as armor against being truly known.
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Continue reading →: Elsie MacGill: Queen of the Hurricanes and Aeronautical Engineer Who Built Trust in FlightElsie MacGill, the world’s first female chief aeronautical engineer, discusses mass-producing 1,451 Hawker Hurricanes during WWII, overcoming polio with metal canes, and redesigning society itself through engineering precision and unapologetic advocacy for women’s equality.
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Continue reading →: December ReflectionsI have spent thirty years arranging marriages for others, yet remain unwed myself. From this December garden, I offer reflections on masks, on irony, and on a life lived in service to hearts I shall never understand.
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Continue reading →: The UnansweredBeneath the breezy daylight mask – so busy! – underground fear grows. The phone glows with voices owed, each contact a small defeat. Night knows what day denies: the throat closing, the script fumbling, tomorrow’s perpetual lie.
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Continue reading →: The Annual PrécisCatherine prepares the guest room for Michael and Linda’s visit and confronts a decades-old habit: offering family the competent annual précis whilst carefully editing out every corridor of risk. Can she choose one truth to stop hiding before Friday’s arrival?
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Continue reading →: Kathleen Drew-Baker: The Botanist Who Saved Sushi but Lost Her Job to the Marriage BarDiscover how a Manchester scientist’s 1949 breakthrough transformed Japan’s nori industry – yet her own university fired her for marrying. Hear her candid reflections on erasure, excellence, and the oyster shells that changed the world.
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Continue reading →: On CaptivitySeven weeks captive in rooms that once mattered. The garden below grows wild whilst I catalogue the peculiar architecture of confinement. Memory, I find, is the truest monstrosity – and I should gladly prune it away.
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Continue reading →: The Year I Stopped BelievingAt six, the world was wide with mystery. Now we understand the winter stars but cannot wish upon them. A haunting meditation on outgrowing Father Christmas – and the resentment of trading wonder for wisdom.
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Continue reading →: The Divided HouseCatherine’s body wakes at dawn for harbour walks, but her mind holds office hours past midnight. As Michael’s visit approaches, she experiments with protected time – learning whether genuine presence requires choosing between morning efficiency and evening honesty, or risking both.
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Continue reading →: Tomorrow’s FoolWe tell ourselves to wait until we’re ready – as if readiness arrives gift-wrapped. But what if the door was never locked? A meditation on the paralysing advice we offer ourselves, and the lives we rehearse but never live.
Feign the virtue thou dost seek, till it becometh thine own
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