“Needs to work on transitions” was a comment on one of my son’s report cards. He was 7 at the time, I think.
“What does that mean?” I asked the teacher.
“Movi...
“Needs to work on transitions” was a comment on one of my so...
The term ‘bad news’ denotes that it’s not likely to be met with jubilation, but if we’re the ones giving it we can learn to navigate those difficult conversatio...
When I got kicked out of clown school in Paris, (yes, you read that right. How I ended up in clown school in the first place is a whole other story.
Suffice to...
Few things make me squirm more than having to deliver bad news. It’s a task that, in the past, I have done anything to avoid. The prospect of letting someone do...
Sweet talk. When we want something, it’s easy to reach for the butter and spread it on thick.
Often, we don’t actually ask for what we want. Instead, we pussyf...
In a conversation recently I was told I was being aggressive. “Emphatic” is the word I would have used, but in truth it was more a spat than a chat so, being ca...
Love is … Do you remember that comic strip? It reminds me of childhood birthday cards. It appeared in the papers, just a single frame: a little naked girl and b...
Every so often I’ll hear something that completely changes the way I think. Or poses a question I’d never stopped to ask. Or offers an insight I didn’t realise ...
“Life moves pretty fast. If you don’t stop and look around once in a while, you could miss it,” — the famous, wise words of a teenage skiver.
Recently my doct...
I have a friend who apologises for being her. The telephone rings. “Hello?” I say. “Hello Julia, it’s just Suzy…”
She says it every time she calls, “it’s just S...
How important is our past? Does it define us? Are we who we are because of it? Despite it? Or is our past just history — what’s done is done, cannot be changed ...