I am just about reaching the end of my third cycle of HRT. Already I am struck by that word: cycle. I didn’t plan it this way, but it seems I have timed my monthly bleed to coincide with the full moon. The wolf moon was the first, the snow moon the second. Now, theContinue reading “HRT: Three Months In”
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2020: ‘I could not help considering what strange stuff all our little stories are made of’
When Dickens received a letter from his youthful flame, Maria Beadnell, some three or four and twenty years after his romantic pursuit of her was thwarted, he wrote, in his reply to her, about the ‘changeless Past’ and observed that he could not help considering what strange stuff all our little stories are made of.Continue reading “2020: ‘I could not help considering what strange stuff all our little stories are made of’”
