18th Apr, 2011

I Can't Dance

I don’t like to dance. I can’t dance, in fact. Forget the cliche two left feet, when I get going I have at least six or seven of them. I do appreciate good music, though, and so the sensual sound of salsa is soothing my shopping experience.

I like this …

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18th Apr, 2011

An Unorthodox Exercise

“Andre will be with you in a moment.”

The austere blonde receptionist smiles thinly as she takes my name and appointment time. Sliding the glass divider shut, she turns on her high heel and continues to look intently at a wall of filing cabinets.

I find a seat on the …

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18th Apr, 2011

Gaze

Why do girlfriends insist on dragging you out to noisy clubs when you’ve just been dumped? And then, why do they desert you to go and dance with fit young men when they get fed up of your “Oh, but I loved him sooo much” whining?

Of course, you have …

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24th Dec, 2010

Sleigh Ride

“Dashing through the snow on this reindeer sleigh,” I sing, off key, improvising the words in my excitement.

Snuggled up beside my husband under soft furs as gentle white flakes flurry around, I feel as if all my Christmases have come at once. It’s not every year you win the …

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26th Aug, 2010

A Fruitful Life

I was in a rush. I was always in a rush back then. I leapt onto the train just before the doors whooshed shut. The whole carriage was full. I stood by the door, placed my briefcase between my pinstriped bedecked legs and grabbed hold of the rail beside me. …

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