Linda Proud’s Thirty-Minute Emotional Workout
Recently I inadvertently pressed a link to the Trimdown Club, the site behind all those 'belly fat and banana' ads. As it was my first exposure to this kind of…
The Butterfly goes Free
Before the onset of this bout of acedia, I’d had an idyllic week at Brantwood on the shores of Coniston Water, in a ‘self-arranged’ writers’ retreat. Highly recommended, that: find…
The Shredded Butterfly
Apologies for long absence. Each time someone new has registered an interest in this site, I’ve felt guilty, believing that the Ancestral Voices had fallen silent, perhaps forever. But now at last…