Stories for when you're not where you thought you'd be

Mum and the roundabout Standing in the British Library bookshop, a year after my mother died, I had a nostalgia rush so strong I could...

I’m sitting with a memory. A different time, a different season. It was one of those gifts of an empty calendar day that can sometimes...

They’ve put a spin on it. Made it sound like a good thing. You learn so much more from your failure than from your success. It’s what...

Some years ago a friend wrote to me. Previously she had dropped her faith like a heavy coat in summer, finding it uncomfortable,...

It shouldn’t surprise me - but somehow it still does - how quickly you can fly to a place you normally drive to; the astounding speed...

It fascinates me, how much we speak from our own experience, how our vocabulary and quirky hand-me-down sayings are tied inextricably to...

“Will you be ok Mum? You know, flying without Dad?” I raise my eyebrows at my daughter’s comment before replying in mock indignance, “I...

Sitting in church one day, my eyes wandered from the passage being read and landed instead on James 4 v 14: “What is your life? You are a...

I had always wanted to make brioche. Since my student days, wandering the cobbled side streets of Aix-en-Provence, breathing in buttery...