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Day 7   President Trump talks about God a lot. Of course, when God’s son tried to enter the US, Trump wouldn’t let him in, what with him being brown and from the Middle East, but that’s not the bit Trump talks about. Trump wants God to lend his name

Day 6   Of all the things in the news at the moment, the one that makes me angriest are the photographs of Tory MPs grinning at the opening ceremonies of new food banks. What on Earth is there to celebrate in the need for food banks? Austerity was a

Day 5   Unlike writing, presenting a book show on community radio means occasionally leaving the house. Learning the ropes means meeting people I don’t know, and inevitably, they ask what I do. The only time I was ever able to answer this question without reservation was when I was

Advent Day 4   For reasons too complicated to explain, my husband’s current contribution to family life is the restoration of a vast Lego Millennium Falcon. The sitting room is covered in the kind of carnage that once indicated the eldest’s bedroom and the pieces are migrating through the house

Day 3   And so, it seems, despite only just having lit the Advent candle, we’ve already left it too late to buy the tree. The Buying of the Tree has been a solemn ceremony for several years. Ever since child 2 was two years old, she and James have

Advent Day 2   Here is a story for the first Sunday of Advent that could not have happened on a Sunday, because it happened at a time when the shops did not open on Sunday (and usually closed on Wednesday afternoons, too). I was standing behind an elderly lady