I was born in Germany and until I was six my life was ordered; I was loved, sheltered and nurtured,…
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Memory Clinic…
In England we have Memory Clinics. My mother used to go to one to rule out dementia, or as it…
Ten Things I Learned from my Young Son…
One of my film-maker son’s cards last year, sent in November, had a thankful note to it. He wrote: “This…
Happy Birthday Daughts…
Many Happy Returns of the Day Daughts! Twenty-seven already and it seems like only yesterday that Dr. Staub was uncharacteristically…
Remembering the Dead…
I was reading a beautiful poem by John O’Donohue, At the End of the Day, where he asks twenty-two questions,…
Happy Birthday Daughts…
This time 26 years ago I was at the Margot Perot Hospital… Waiting… Not for you but for my doctor.…
The Anvil…
For Simon’s birthday we bought him a 300lb anvil. Not a simple gift to keep secret, wrap or deliver so…
Birthday Wishes and R.I.P…
And so another year passes and I am at a point where I catch myself thinking, “This has been too…
Flower Farm and Finishing Touches…
During the final week Malia and I did a mock up of the reception table. Then I lived with it…
PerriPoppins’ Birthday…
Twenty-seven years ago I was all ready to meet you! I’d re-done the nursery, hanging pink heart shaped pillows on…