Category Archives: freelance writer
I can count life-changing events on two hands: marriage, diagnosis with a food allergy, the birth of my two children, going teetotal and throwing off the shackles of education, through freelance writing.
They’ve all been seismic and I would not like to rank them in order of magnitude.
But as I’m a writer, who engages in freelance writing, in Norfolk as a copywriter, I better talk about this rather than placentas or the end of singleness. Read More
When we went back to Staffordshire in late December (oh what a night), it felt, as we drove from Ashbourne, along the A52 to Leek, that we’d arrived at home.
We’d not been there since we relocated north in 2002 and, instead of that general feeling of disappointment one can feel, when you return, we felt delight and elation.
Waterhouses, Cheddleton, Leek felt like a homecoming.
Leek has just been feted as one of the best places to live in Britain and we could see why two months ago.
I was lucky enough to go through a four tier education phase: first school, juniors, middle and high.
First school saw me walking there daily with my mum – cars were for the privileged few and no one was driven to school as one parent (mainly mums) didn’t work.
Quite quaint really when I compare it to the torturous school runs of today and the impact school holidays have on reducing commuter traffic.
Despite having enough work to occupy me freelance, I quite fancy leaving the house once or twice a week.
Not just to shop, not just to meet clients, not just to exercise (those demons) at the gym, but to mix, mingle, and be merry amongst a workforce.
You see, like Alan Sillitoe’s Smith, I need, at times, to get out and do something long distance.