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We set out at 7am, only to discover the M25 was already fouled up, but soon enough we were speeding on our way, enjoying the sunshine. We stopped off at Shrewsbury for lunch and what a fabulous surprise that was, full of beautiful Tudor buildings and all manner of narrow alleyways. We picked up our […][...] read more » Barging About: Llangollen Canal – Day 1

I was walking in the woods this morning to a symphony of birdsong, with the occasional waft of bluebells, and came across this tree, felled by the hurricane in 1987. It was left to its own devices lying in this valley. Did it wither and die, did it lay there and think “My purpose is […][...] read more » What do you do after a disaster?

I was reminded yesterday in my personal life of an approach I use often in my work one.  As my job requires me to instigate and support Change, I will often suggest that meetings be held away from the workplace, and wearing different clothes.  Breaking these moulds can enable and facilitate new and different ways […][...] read more » Different conversations

It was 2 years ago today that Carys died.   I was trying to think what other days marked such a sharp change, and I’m not sure that I have experienced one.  The day I was born, but I guess I was too young to be aware.  The day I left school, but that was just […][...] read more » The day everything changed.. or did it?

As we approach the second anniversary of Carys’ death, it feels appropriate to take stock and see how things have changed.  Normally when you live your day-to-day life, one day feels much the same as another… until something seismic happens.  We don’t really recognise Change when it creeps up on us gently, one day we […][...] read more » 2 years on (nearly)

It is now 20 months since Carys died, and many people have told me that that is no time.  Subjectively it feels like an eon.  I feel separated from my previous life by a rift he size of the Grand Canyon.   I realised something the other day which, on reflection,  seemed important.  It maybe be […][...] read more » Healing from the outside in…

How often have you heard the phrase “I was just in time” or “I ran out of time..”?  They are so common place that we scarcely give them any thought.  I have written before about the concept that the only time you can make a change is Now; the past has already gone and the […][...] read more » Just in time?

It has been 17 months now since Carys died, and of course many people miss so many things about her but life does go on and we are all making our ways, the best way we know how.  I have been hugely proud of my family and the way they have rallied round, each doing […][...] read more » “You’re the air that I breathe”

I have been ‘off the air’ for a while as I wasn’t sure what I had to say that was noteworthy.  I have found myself in something of a holding pattern and feel like a passenger in transit.  Writing about waiting in the lounge watching departure boards click-over and drinking coffee seems like a waste […][...] read more » A journey to somewhere….

On Friday I went to my nephew’s school assembly.  They were having a special red-nose day to raise money for Comic Relief.  All the children were dressed up, many wearing red clothes, red noses, red hair and deeley boppers.  The children put on a special show they had written and then collected about £100 from […][...] read more » Red nose day