I love food. I have always loved food. I love cooking and in my past life when I was able to travel I was happy to explore the culinary world (Yes to silk worms and tree ants in Cambodia. No to a mongoose in Ivory Coast, partly because it was still alive, happily digging a [...]

I wrote some time ago about fear, and how as a parent of a medically complex child fear has become a permanent resident in my life. There is another feeling that has been making himself at home – anger. Not that I have been all Zen before Freya - Years ago, an old boss chuckled [...]