Dinner with old schoolfriends last night – more than 20 years after O’levels. One actress, one doctor, one art historian/ teacher, one businesswoman, one housewife, one office drone and two editors. Of these, three were unmarried, two were married but childless, one had only one child. Unsurprisingly, there was much bitterness expended at the older […]
Letter to the editor
This is the dumbest letter to the editor in Dawn today.
Marlboro man
The oddest relative (OR) turned up today, unavoidably, and wearing a Marlboro Man hat. He is making cheese: cheddar, emmenthal, jarlsberg, monterey jack, all that. He has also bought a house, though not the one he wanted because his son inexplicably refused to take out a loan for it.
Zap
The washing machine conked out today. Very tedious but a benefit of living in a rented flat that I am only inconvenienced but the landlord has to arrange for the repair. I say landlord but I’ve only ever met the landlady, a Chinese lady who owns several properties. I had for the past year pictured […]
At some point
At some point in the last couple of years I became an old school feminist. Never noticed it happen, but it did. Strange to have spent all of one’s life marching along, to one day realise the vanguard has marched right past you.