Changing the narrative

From a very young age I loved learning new words and using them.  My mum tells of when I was two and wandered into the kitchen saying something that sounded like ‘static convergence’.  My parents had no idea what I was saying or where I’d got it from...

It’s what you make of it that matters …

Today, 9 May, was the birthday of a very special woman.  Her name was Clare Spink, she was the mother of my first husband, Geoff, and she was part of my life for twenty-four years.   When I first met her in 1995 she was already seventy-four years old and I clearly...

Taking the plunge

I’m scared in a kind of nervously excited way.  The way I know most of my clients feel before they walk into my therapy room for the first time.  Because it’s hard to embark on a process of change.  Hard to accept there may well be discomfort to get through.  But in...

Sink or swim

I have now had three out of my five swimming lessons. The fourth one is tomorrow and the last one on Monday. I can honestly say I barely remember the first lesson but I think that’s a good sign. Because we’ve been building on things I learnt in that lesson each time,...