three kinds of sunshine   

Remember when you were a child and summer was about turning on the sprinkler and running around the garden with nothing on?Remember the way the soggy grass squeaked under your feet and how wonderful it felt dashingfrom the warmth of the sun into the shade of the trees?...

This is thestart ofa new series about theexperience of being a mother and the state that it induces - whether that's one society imposes on us or, simply, the way the very act of mothering, makes us feel.

It's a space where I'm going to discuss my experiencesas a mother...

I did something today that I've been putting off for weeks. I went to get a replacementdriver's licence. While waiting in long queues, wandering up and down corridorslooking for the right office, filling out forms, clock watching and re-reading officiousnotices, I stru...