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The best assessments are the ones that don’t happen
There are people who change your career without ever intending to. Twenty-five years later, I still get a Christmas card from one of them. His name was Ken. Her name is Alice. And, to borrow Billy Bragg once again, somewhere between Marx and marzipan in the dictionary, there was Mary. I met Ken as a…
Love really hurts without You
I went ten pin bowling just before Christmas with my six-year-old grandson, Oliver. He likes bowling. I like it too although where Oliver makes huge incremental progression with every game, I clearly regress each time I play. An none-too-subtle metaphor for so much of course, but age, well that’s all in the mind… During our…
The Overwhelming Risk of Safety
At the end of the meeting, Steve, who said he was the Chair of the meeting, said he needed to sum up. Smiling sympathetically at Susan, and sitting perched on the edge of the settee that she had led him to when he had knocked on her door and shown her his badge just an…
Election Day
Political activism was in her DNA. Her grandmother Millie had been a member of the Women’s Social and Political Union (WSPU) and a militant fighter for her cause of votes for women. One of her earliest memories were of the tales her grandmother would tell her on dark and stormy nights by the coal fire…
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