Kindness in Shoeboxes

A lovely man called James is leaving boxes for NHS workers in the John Radcliffe hospital in Oxford. I used to live in Oxford and have been to that hospital; I hope that this brings light to their days in a very difficult, tiring, and scary time. Not only that, but James made his way…

Well, it’s a weird time isn’t it?

I’ve been finding it difficult to read, write, or do anything vaguely creative. After all, we’re under the strain of a global pandemic and everything’s gone to shit. The stress is real, but there’s a lot of good out there too. I don’t think it’s helpful to force optimism in the face of traumatic events;…

Nonfiction: my current love

Despite having an excellent fiction book on the go, I am not in the mood for anything but nice chunky nonfiction that I can really get my teeth into. Who knows why! I’ve been tired, drained, and sick, but what little power my last two brain cells have I seem to be spending it on…