Change

I haven’t blogged for a while. Not for lack of trying, but for most of 2020 I couldn’t get the words out. And then in February 2021 the words flooded out of me so fast that I couldn’t make sense of them all at once.  When the rain washes you clean, you’ll know… I feel…

Pause

Even though I knew the anniversary was coming up, it still took me by surprise over the weekend when posts began to appear once more about Mawda. Two years ago, shot dead by the police in Belgium. Two years old. Two years old. I will never not be shocked, heartbroken, furious. Nearly more time has…

Thirty nine

A response to today’s horrific news from Essex. This morning’s news – the immeasurably insensitive “39 dead bodies found in lorry” – came into my work inbox alongside an email about a new Channel 4 show called “Smuggled”, wherein eight British citizens have their passports removed from them and attempt to get back into the…