MEMORY LANE: Kensington Market

I was thinking the other day about a friend of mine, my age, also a mother (which is so often a shorthand for "responsible adult" and all the frequently erroneous ideas that go along with that) who still dyes - or more accurately, rediscovered dyeing - her hair vivid colours, and looks fabulous on it. … Continue reading MEMORY LANE: Kensington Market


Mental Health Day: Slight Return

So here it is, folks: I have depression. It's not, as I am learning, that "I AM depressed", or "I'm depressive": I have depression. The depression is not me, but it's with me. Just like any other illness that is in you, chewing you but is not you. I went back to my counsellor today … Continue reading Mental Health Day: Slight Return