Playing for our lives

One sunny afternoon a few years ago, my then 9-year-old son uttered those words every parent or carer will be familiar with: “Mum, I am bored.” I gave him my usual response: “Go outside and find someone to play with.” He went out and returned five minutes later: “There is nobody out there.” I looked…

Sleep like a river

“How we need another soul to cling to.” – Sylvia Plath Since my nine year old son watched a particularly scary episode of Dr Who we have started practising ‘kawa no ji mitai’. Kawa no ji mitai is not some ancient martial art designed to chase away the bogeymen from under the bed, but it…