An exercise in memory.
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An exercise in memory.
“The road tilts down towards the south eastern edge, the sky grows bigger and I feel illuminated, lighter. And suddenly, there it is: the sea”
“It is a raw anatomy of motherhood. A deep incision, revealing the otherworldly gore beneath the veil of muslins and cot sheets: "What to Expect When You're Expecting" it is not…”
“I like to think that Kayla's disfluent YouTube videos articulate a kind of manifesto for the kind of person she'd like to be…”
“Crows stepped carefully on the shady lawns, peering beyond their beaks, waiting for something. Cobalt dragon and damsel flies zinged in my peripheral vision. And then I caught sight of something monolithic.”
“A bouncy swimming pool stood before them. Their two avatars then spent some time jumping up and down happily on her wild and wonderful invention. What a joyful reward for letting someone in”
The dream journey.
“The witch had a cat familiar, but it remained in a wicker hamper, securely belted to the rear of the broomstick. I clearly doubted the physical probability of a small cat hanging on to the vehicle…”
“The diminutive rolling stock trundled alongside the platform and disgorged their passengers, who unfolded like origami. “
“[I] pulled over, and sat at the side of the road winking and twitching, and admiring my own personal firework show.”
“For a time there was a craze for printing greeting cards at home and it's estimated that a third of Japanese homes had a Print Gocco.”
“More than anything, "If This Is A Man" is about the infinitesimal line between the drowned and the saved.”
“…his words are like prizes because they were hard-earned, and also because they provide insight into his idiosyncratic experience of the world.”
“It feels like Shepherd's Bush is teetering on the brink.”
“Converse have remained as stable in my wardrobe as my sense of self…”
“I may be raising two boys, but I want them to be feminists…”
“Since 2000, the year I came to live in London, the Serpentine Gallery in Hyde Park has commissioned a temporary summer pavilion by a leading architect. I love the regularity and predictability of it. An annual marker of the summer months.”
“Tucked away under that beautifully-shaved ice were pockets of strawberry sorbet, strawberry salad, chantilly cream and cookie goo.”
“With the summer holidays spreading out around us, I have been reaching for board games to play with the boys.”
“I jabbed my finger at them excitedly, and Oscar gasped in recognition, and shouted "OH MY GOSH!". I loved that he was so excited - bedtime be damned! I rushed to get my pen and paper, and we set to work.”