Penny wise: Confessions of a thrift store shopper

Back in the swinging sixties, I was six and still enjoying playground swings. It was not until I was out of my brown school uniform and had started working that I realized what I’d been missing out on, fashion-wise.      My hard-earned money went further after I...
Embracing the routines of a third act

Embracing the routines of a third act

Creatures of habit Have I always been a creature of habit, I wonder? When I was young, my routine revolved largely around school, and I was habitually asked, “what did you do today?” As a young adult, where weeks followed predictable routines, it was, “how’s work...
Con-Zen-tration

Con-Zen-tration

Over time, telling people I meditate has not been a bad thing; it’s given the impression that I’m in control, know my own mind, am relaxed and open to good and positive thoughts.  This however is not always the case. I tend to meditate days after first thinking it...

Rearview: Diary daze with Kathryn Jenkins

Rearview: Diary daze with Kathryn Jenkins Collecting memories is tougher than it seems I wish now that I’d written it all down, but too often at the end of the day, when I’m ready for bed, I’ve ended up scribbling a few lines about a minor health issue or having...