Every time I picked up the phone to call my grandma during the past months, I dreaded that she’d fall asleep on the phone again, that she’d again confuse names, that her speech again was slurred and that again, I would feel her health and her spirits deteriorating. I found excuses not to visit her [...]
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Grandma
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It’s your birthday, it’s your birthday…
Go shawty, it’s your birthday We gonna party like it’s your birthday We gon’ sip Bacardi like it’s your birthday And you know we don’t give a f***, it’s not your birthday Well, darling Fiddy, it IS my birthday. It’s your birthday, it’s your birthday…
Under my umbrella ella ella
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Bouncing to the sounds of Rihanna through the kitchen this morning with little L on my arm, I realised that this was ‘our’ song. We had only started dating when I boarded a plane to go to Stockholm to see the man who should become the love of my life. Big M picked me up [...]
Love in – hate out
When the school bullies decided to pick on me, I fantasised on how I would not stumble across my own words, how I would be as mean as they were, leaving them behind embarrassed and ashamed, lost for words. If only I were grown-up, so I thought, I would have taught them respect. Love in [...]
Making the most of it
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Not too long ago, my life was far from rosy. I remember feeling being caught in an impressionistic painting: when you looked too close, the whole thing appeared to be quite messy and didn’t make sense at all.
A sudden love for gardening. Am I getting old?
Filed under: Gardening, Home, Style, Uncategorized | Tags: baby, Gardening, little L
It’s official now. The leaves are falling, temperatures barely climb over the 20C mark and scarves, gloves and hats are back on the menu. It’s autumn! One thing that really cheered me up recently is… gardening. Maybe it’s because I am a mum now, that I find these things appealing. The whole philosophy of the circle of life, the old making space for the new, the deep connection between life and death. Or maybe I am just getting old.
London mum, aspiring writer and amateur illustrator. Hopes to navigate through motherhood without losing herself. 





