In this life

Teaching is a bit like acting. Outside the classroom door, you put on a metaphorical teacher's hat and are changed into a slightly diffe...

My son, aged 21, is a goodnatured, gentlemanly lad, who is extremely devoted to his girlfriend, a sweet, ladylike girl. [Scene: last night, ...

Wow! What fun! I've just been doing a little blog-browsing and found that my (and so many people's) favourite bloggers have taken no...

I've just been looking briefly at the Commonwealth Games marathon, which is being run in Melbourne. It's strange, seeing what appear...

I was telling my book group about this bag search. One of them asked what make the £60 one was. I had no idea. She picked up her own bag and...

For the last three Saturdays, I've been shopping for my mother-of-the-bride outfit. I've been dreading this, and postponing it until...

Well, it's officially spring - in our household, anyway. Outside, the skies have been grey all day, the pavements are dotted with puddle...

The other day I was reading Norman MacCaig's poem "Toad" with a class of 16/17 year olds - not very academic young people, but...

I wonder whether blogs will one day provide a huge source for social historians: millions of modern-day Peypses giving news of their everyda...

In our college, the back walls of the lifts are mirrors. It's very noticeable that when the middle-aged staff members enter, they usuall...

Skeletons - see how thin their legs are? Who could imagine that beneath my chunky thighs lurked those stick-like bones? And the pelvis - are...

Although I'm a new blogger, I've been reading other people's blogs for a year and a bit. I found the first one through browsing ...

Today I had to go up town shopping for a blouse to go with the suit I'm wearing to Daughter 1's wedding in - help - five weeks today...

In this life, we get no credit for what we are about to do - as I used to say to my children. Indeed, I still do say it occasionally, though...