In the lead up to Ramadan, my twitter was clogged up by excited tweets counting down the days to Ramadan and proclaiming how blessed we all are to see another one. Ramadan salutations start with a week to go and everybody seemed oddly giddy, waiting for the go ahead that the month of fasting had […]
Musings
Hidden Soldiers
The bulk of work which I have done in Palestine is centred around vulnerable women and, in this instance, female headed households. One thing which I have always maintained draws me back to Palestine is the energy of the women there, some of whom I’m lucky enough to call friends. During my last visit, […]
Unhelpful One Liners
Facing people again, post-split, has to be one of the hardest things to do so brace yourself if you’re going through one. People panic – do they address the elephant in the room or carry on like nothing in your life has changed? I would rather people have given me some sort of acknowledgment, a […]
Sit Yourself Down
I follow this chap on social media who documents his aid work missions with a charity I’m connected to. I have no doubt he does epic work. He’s blocked me twice in the past though because I’ve tried to debate with him on some pretty rubbish views he has. I’m also pretty sure he’s a […]
Pakistani In-laws
Faryal Makdoom’s outburst on social media, a couple years ago, accusing her in-laws of bullying caused much furore amongst people and has seen a somewhat mixed reaction. The usual mutterings ofcourse that private family matters should stay private whilst others praise her for actions that very much go against Pakistani culture. I can’t say it […]
Speed Dating
I’m not sure how many are willing to share their speed dating stories but it could make for some fun reading. If you don’t fancy sharing your name, although I encourage it, then there is a way to anonymously comment. For the sake of autonomy and preference, I refer to non-friendship type of meets with […]
Where Did You Pop Up From?
My first blog was born quite early into my divorce, 2012, as I was stirred into consciousness by my worried family. With orange sludge stuck to my face and The Notebook playing in the background – they were witness to the horrors of a Chocolate/Wotsits overdose. It wasn’t pretty and neither was the sobbing wreck […]