Category Archives: Wild Thing

All articles up to 25 September 2010 were originally published in The Pagan Activist, a fairly short-lived but absolutely wonderful website set up by the equally wonderful Edain Duguay. Edain gave me the encouragement and courage to write for a public audience so this blog is kind of her fault :-). All the other posts are new.

Ladies and gentlemen … we have #Healerfail

It may come as some surprise that M and I can actually sit down and have a cup of tea and a chat without having An Event or drama of one kind or another and often we do. A pleasant … Continue reading

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Syllabub

March 2006. My home was a pretty desolate place. My marriage in ruins, we had lost the contract at work despite providing a consistently excellent service and I was staying with the company but changing jobs to a smaller contract … Continue reading

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Strange habits …

There is an old English saying which goes “There’s nowt so queer as folk” meaning that there is nothing weirder than humans and I can happily confirm the same applies to cats.  Currently in my house I have: (a)                A … Continue reading

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We are with kitten

It is not unusual for M and I to be going through similar stuff at the same time. But sometimes the universe continues to amaze and baffle us. A few weeks ago, I had the daughter of a friend staying … Continue reading

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RIP Rosie

Rescue work can be unrelentingly hard. There are simply not enough homes and too many people who breed their animals. A very simple equation which results in the most horrible situations I have seen in my life. And there is … Continue reading

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I’m sorry …

Dear Mr Electric Meter Reader I am sorry. I did warn you when you knocked on our door that I was ill, I wasn’t dressed, the place was a mess, the cats were indoors and it probably was better if … Continue reading

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How I ended up hallucinating all over London or Why I Hate, Detest and Loathe My Doctors

So there I was, starting a new job, having a cat rescue job scheduled for the weekend (collecting the most adorable kitty from Luton and bringing her across town to the nether regions of Kent) and started to feel unwell.  … Continue reading

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