Find your way…
Browse by Question
For me, Home is...
Where I can walk around in my knickers.
For me, home is anywhere I feel relaxed, appreciated and connected with people I love.
A space in which I can rest, grow, entertain, be entertained, feel lonely or happy to be alone. It has been many places over the years but has mostly been a lovely haven wherever I've been in the world
My background is.... ?
Scottish/Irish working class.
I come from a land where mythology was taught as part of history, where children picked up flying saucers from the ground, blessed them and ate them like holy communion wafers.
Pretty much Scottish through and through. Have tried to trace some more exotic genes but to no avail... just a wee bit of English a few generations back!
I remember as a child........
staying at my grannies in the summer holidays. Magical times.
Ritual burials in our back garden. I would wrap little dead ladybirds and insects in tinfoil, have a funeral procession & make them crosses from lollipop sticks. I remember it as a very relaxing time!
Sitting in my wee house (i.e. the coal bunker) eating my Dad's raspberries, strawberries, peas, plums etc. Until I ate too many unripe plums and got rushed to hospital with suspected appendicitis!
I felt/feel farthest from Home.......
When I lived 2 miles up the road from my husband while we were separated.
When I felt farthest from myself.
Travelling in Ecuador and receiving an email telling me that my Grandpa had passed away.
Home, to me, looks like........
Forthcoming live!
Supported by The
