I didn't really want to blog about the UK General Election, I am not really knowledgeable enough, in fact, I fear that my typical cuss-filled indignant rhetoric more likely sends people careering in the opposite direction to the one I hope to inspire them to follow... but here goes. It's nearly 10am, it's already voting day, … Continue reading Incendiary Divisiveness
On Saturday I went to the AGM of the National Autistic Society. Our family are members and have done a number of things to support the charity over the past couple of years from being featured in their donor mailings to busting a gut doing the Tough Mudder... It was thrilling to hear how their 'Too … Continue reading How to Start a Revolution, erm, maybe…
Words can inflame situations and words can burn and scar. So often I hear parents ruining an amazing learning moment with thoughtless words, leaving the child scorched, smarting in pain and with nothing salvageable left from their experience. Mum! I made a boat that floated all the way across the puddle and... Junior, why are your … Continue reading Scorched: parenting and learning
Anger is an acid that can do more harm to the vessel in which it is stored than to anything on which it is poured. Mark Twain
The other day my husband sent me a link to an old TEDTalk from 2006 by Sir Ken Robinson: "Do schools kill creativity?", it was as good to watch as ever. I love this TEDTalk, make a coffee, tea, whatever and make time to watch this. Firstly because Ken Robinson is so naturally very funny; a … Continue reading Do schools kill creativity? Yes, they did.
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