July 2008

Hope in a handbag

Bag. I love it so much it makes me want to be a better person. Sunglasses. Six days old. I feel that I should be the paparazzi’s next shot in these. Writing implements. Just in case. The highlighter serves absolutely no purpose except each time I see it I am reminded of the time I [...]

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Misogynist

My sister and I are standing in the queue at the supermarket when an older man walks in shouting. “Is anyone driving a silver Punto? Silver Punto you’ve double parked behind me.” We all look at each other and say nothing. The manager, a tired looking woman who has probably seen this happen one too [...]

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So very Sex and the City-ish

I’m training a girl who will be taking my position come August 1st and for the most part she is quite lovely. The part that isn’t quite lovely is the part where she manages daily to twist the conversation to the fact that I am four years older than her and without a man. While [...]

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My mistakes

Dear Future Boyfriend, In a session a couple of weeks ago, I told my therapist that I knew that I was good enough. ‘I know I’m a catch’ I exclaimed. She paused before asking me flat out, ‘Do you really?” I keep having flashbacks to that exchange. I see her eyebrows rise slightly as her [...]

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Follow through

I want to say, “I knew it”. I want to hang my head in despondence and tell myself, “See I told you.” I want to look in the mirror–as I usually do–and search for answers as if they could be written on my face. I want to throw my mobile phone against it. I want [...]

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My girl

On Friday night, in the early hours of Saturday morning actually, I met my daughter. I was on roller skates speeding through a corridor when I felt a presence following not far behind. As I came to a halt, a breathless twelve year old girl approached me. “Why are you going so fast?” she asked, [...]

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