Something happened to my son last weekend when he was with his dad.  I don’t know exactly what happened, but I do know that my son has been more reserved, hesitant, nervous and clingy ever since. My son is just over two and hasn’t got the language to tell me.  My ex hasn’t got the courage to tell me.  I could tell straight away that something had happened.  My ex delivered my son home as usual.  I gave my son…

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Those of you who have been reading this blog for a while will know that I am a net-curtain twitcher, a spying spinster extraordinaire.  The Tate Modern saga and net-curtain-gate therefore piqued my interest immediately and I had to see the performance drama for myself. Although I am not at home much during the day, from my balcony window I can see the comings and goings of all my neighbours in my block of flats.  I know, for example, that…

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I have a love / hate relationship with dating apps.  In fact I have a love / hate relationship with dating.  I love the idea of dating: the anticipation; the optimism I feel that I might actually meet someone interesting; the potential for a couple of months of excitement and butterflies that you get in the early stages of a relationship.     I hate the fact that dating is so often disappointing.  I hate the moment when you see…

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I have been a single mum for about eighteen months now.  It has been an adventure.  There are some great things about being a single mum, things that make me really proud to be part of the single parent community. There are also some things about being a single mum that are really tough.  The toughest thing about being a single mum is facing the single mum myths that are out there. Let’s explore a few of these single mum myths:…

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“ Surely you want to grow old with someone ” he said. “I do” I replied, “but I have a whole lifetime ahead of me to grow old.” I had another disastrous date the other night.  Well perhaps it wasn’t disastrous and perhaps it wasn’t even a date. I met a guy for a drink.  We met at 10:30pm at Waterloo.  We walked along London’s Southbank.  We stopped at a bar.  He had a diet coke.  I had a glass…

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By the time my son was a year old breastfeeding was my dirty secret. I fought incredibly hard to breastfeed my son, Cygnet.  I breastfed a bit in the hospital after birth. Or at least I thought I did.  I was never actually sure whether Cygnet got any milk or whether he was just there latched on for comfort. The midwives insisted on giving him formula in the hospital.  They were really busy. They were lovely but they didn’t have…

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I heard a lot of Leonard Cohen’s music as I was growing up.  He was one of my mother’s favourites: my father always said Leonard Cohen’s music was music to slit your wrists to, but my mother listened nonetheless. Some of his music and lyrics are morose.  Some his music is hauntingly beautiful and will bring a tear to your eye.  Earlier this month I read the heartbreaking note that Leonard Cohen, who is now eighty years old, wrote to…

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I think Americans have a much healthier attitude towards therapy.  A survey by the American Psychological Association suggests that nearly half of all American households have had someone seek mental health treatment this year.  This feels like a lot, but it also feels right.  Sometimes we need therapy to help us to stay sane. In the US, therapy is a way of looking after your mental health, of re-establishing your equilibrium, of voicing your troubles in order to fend of…

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It was not my proudest moment, although I very much doubt it was my worst.  A couple of months ago I made the decision to stop seeing a guy I’d met on Tinder because of posts that he had made on Facebook about Brexit.  He had voted ‘Leave’ and those of you who have read my posts about Brexit (and this one) will know that I was struggling to come to terms with our Brexit decision.  My curiosity killed my…

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This evening I stumbled across a piece of research conducted by Kingston University which found that happiness levels increase after divorce.  Over the course of two decades, researchers regularly questioned 10,000 U.K. citizens between the ages of 16 and 60 about their happiness levels before and after major life milestones.    The research showed that women are significantly more content, and men slightly happier, after divorce. Now, those of you who pay attention to the finer details of my blog,…

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