When the age is old and the love is hard..

15 brightly coloured post-it notes in neat lines. We smiled as we had to put away our laptops, at the quaintness of the exercise. Write 5 things you have, 5 things you can do and 5 people you love. Then, at random intervals, to the ‘boing’ of a phone alarm at odds with the cacophony within, we had to take something away. This is what … Continue reading When the age is old and the love is hard..

On hating ‘her’…

I’ve never felt anything like what I felt while watching ‘her’, the new Spike Jones movie, tonight. I hated it. Hate isn’t strong enough – my reaction was visceral and antsy. I couldn’t sit still, wanted to clutch at the walls, leave and gulp in the smoggy king street air. The only other time I’ve written on here about a movie, it was the making … Continue reading On hating ‘her’…