My Godfather coined the phrase ‘Mid-Life Crisis’

My Godfather, Elliott Jacques, was a psychoanalyst who coined the phrase ‘mid-life crisis’. The Economist obit labelled him a ‘guru’. I wish he was alive today because I am sure he would have been willing to listen to my laments about my mid-life crisis unlike my family. Who knows, he might even have found meContinue reading “My Godfather coined the phrase ‘Mid-Life Crisis’”

Will the exam fiasco trigger a children’s crusade?

Will the exam fiasco will trigger a new children’s crusade? I don’t mean a medieval religious crusade like the one in 1212.  Only a lunatic or Donald Trump would consider an actual religious crusade now. But might it trigger a modern children’s ‘Grade Crusade’ to reclaim the confiscated exam results stored in the vaults ofContinue reading “Will the exam fiasco trigger a children’s crusade?”

The mystery of the Colman’s mustard tin

‘Mrs. Johnson. Dr Smith will see you now.’ I am in the queue at the family clinic waiting to help Mother show the doctor her right leg which has turned blue like an uncooked lobster and ballooned up again.  ‘Mrs. Johnson?’ The doctor’s surgery makes me anxious. The people in it are ill or withering away.Continue reading “The mystery of the Colman’s mustard tin”

Walking boots, sweaty socks and scary phonecalls

I take off my walking boots and sweaty socks in the porch of the cottage and hobble bare foot to the kitchen mantel piece, where my mobile phone is charging below a map of the Brecon Beacons.  The family and I have been out walking along the River Usk for over four hours and weContinue reading “Walking boots, sweaty socks and scary phonecalls”