Perhaps you could take five minutes to read below and think about it, in the context of your life and the decisions of your Governments. Many of our grandparents fought and died in the Second World War, afterwards everyone agreed this - The Universal Declaration of Human Rights - no more commentary needed. Article 1. All … Continue reading Have you ever read this? It’s compelling.
OK, lets talk about the fricking magic money tree and other hyperbole of the recent general election and modern politics, modern media and life in general. I am really interested in language, how we can inspire and motivate, compel and convince, twist and trick, damn and destroy. Simple example: ex-pats, immigrants, migrants, refugees: these … Continue reading Life’s language: another rant
Please note this post was prepared way ahead of the awful event at Westminster last week, there's no attempt to play off any increased searching or traffic around terms related to the Houses of Parliament. I thought about not publishing this but on reflection, I hope the majority of people will not be offended. If you disagree, I … Continue reading Too Much Information? Butt out!
Due to a combination of severe technical and emotional issues, I have reverted to blogging here at Dirty, Naked and Happy. WELL it's not a true midlife crisis without some completely contradictory and fickle behaviour IS IT? Tried to go high heels and realised I'm better off in my old trackies, eh? What. Evuh. Let's all pretend the … Continue reading Forgive us (me) this day our daily bread
It's rare now for me to start the weekend rolling around on the bed, squealing and gasping in complete ecstatic abandon, but today [swipes back of hand across wet mouth] started out just like that. Since the first series of The Great Pottery Throwdown reenergised and supercharged my lifelong love of ceramics last year, I have also been … Continue reading Wiping off my bottom
It seems to be a 'thing' in the blogging community to do a "Year In Review" post and so as 2016 draws to a close, I've been thinking about this blog and what I've achieved, enjoyed, learned, yadda, blah, yadda... and there's no escaping that, for me, it has run its course. Once upon a time I … Continue reading Happy and out…
Do not train a child to learn by force or harshness; but direct them to it by what amuses their minds, so that you may be better able to discover with accuracy the peculiar bent of the genius of each. Plato
‘Democracy Street’ is a national collaborative arts project commissioned by the Houses of Parliament Speaker’s Art Fund and Arts Council England. For me, still lost in post-referendum anxiety, the timing could not be more poignant. The artist behind Democracy Street is Jon Adams, who I had the privilege of meeting at a National Autistic Society event, he … Continue reading Walking along Democracy Street
Bludgeon. Mhhhmmmm, a delicious word. Like curmudgeon. One of the reasons I am generally happy and content is that I carefully nurture my inner curmudgeon, by rigorously maintaining a kill list. Over the past several years of mindful contemplation, I have come to the conclusion that there is little point in being disgusted at oneself. There … Continue reading The people I want to bludgeon
A woman on the other side of the world who I don't know has just had confirmation that she is dying and my heart has been ripped out of my chest. I had to hide in the bathroom, press my face on the cold tiles and fight back tears. I don't even know why I … Continue reading The Power of Words