I watched a film called ’Misbehaviour’ last night. It was one of those quirky, smiley-but-not-hilarious-films. Cosy, warm and ultimately uplifting it was about the controversy surrounding the ‘Miss World’ contest of 1970. In this there was a demonstration during the ceremony by the newly formed Women’s Liberation movement and the film followed the lives of a few of the protagonists, with messages at the end about the subsequent course of their lives. The messages the film

Daring to hope that spring is around the corner, this winter has been especially for hard for some. Illnesses abound, it is peak time for deaths, divorces, depression and any number of connected ailments. Even in times of global warming, which has very obviously accelerated in recent years, the lack of light is trying for all of us. Of course spring and the summer feel all the sweeter for it, and personally I still like the changes of the seasons. Most of us however would

One of the most pleasing aspects of ageing is the ability to stop, notice and be grateful. In my case this is partly to do with our kids maturing, but it also appears to be a change in brain chemistry or something. I heard a snatch of an item on radio 4 the other day which said as much, but sadly can’t reference it as I can’t remember where. No matter, there does seem to be something about the passage of time which appears more and more remarkable; the coincidences and luc

Our older child has now been at university for six weeks and all is apparently well. He went with his instinct for his first choice - rather than settling for the place that was supposedly higher up on the league tables. It has meant that apart from the physical comforts of a well-resourced campus, he has ‘found his people’ - which is exactly the kind of higher education experience we all want for our kids. None of us are complacent - but it’s good to know that at least the

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