Food parcels first – Why the way the government treats its poor is bad news for everyone

Originally published in The Everyday Magazine. If you are in the UK you can’t have missed the media uproar over the free school meals packages given out to parents homeschooling their children this week. I am one of these parents and I have a few things to say. Not just about the (sadly expected) mishandling […]

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ANNA’S STORY (PART 2):

‘I MAY NOT BE FINE BY THE END OF IT, BUT I WILL AT LEAST BE REAL’ Anna Halsall lives in inner London, with her partner, who is a GP, their 1 year old and her 9 year old from her previous relationship. As lock-down started she was just returning to work from maternity leave. […]

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A Love Letter to Bristol

I am a middle-aged, middle-class, liberal white woman who has called Bristol home for the last 26 years. I read The Guardian, I love a nice bit of overpriced sourdough with my morning coffee; I am mired in white privilege and I am well aware of this. After the toppling of the Edward Colston statue […]

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What happens when you are a single parent and you aren’t feeling Christmas? (Asking for a friend)

I have a confession. I hate Christmas so much this year that I involuntarily flipped the birdy and muttered “fuck you” at the fairy lights after I hung them up in the porch last night. Thank god the kids were in the living room watching Youtube. To be honest I could never have won the […]

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The bearable weight

This, my friends, is a photo of five double portions of bolognese sauce ready to go in the freezer: it is REALLY fucking boring, isn’t it? Yes, yes it is. Now, imagine that your child will eat only spaghetti bolognese four or five days of the week, and the other days he eats meatballs or […]

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