It’s been a funny couple of weeks. I’ve felt like it’s impossible to keep the all of the balls up in the air but I’m pretty sure no one really wants to read a blog post of me moaning about how sometimes I can’t manage the basics of my incredibly privileged and easy life.  Then I don’t write anything – which of course adds to the feeling that I’m not on top of everything.  When I was actually hiding in the kitchen eating biscuits this came to me in response to The Prompt. This one’s definitely autobiographical – it turns out I’ve been a secret eater for a while!


Hiding in the kitchen stealing from the biscuit tin,

6 year old me,

15 year old me,

39 year old me.

Everything changes and nothing changes.



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4 Responses to Forbidden 

  1. Oh, what a lot of truth in a few words. Love this, there is something quite profound in it’s simplicity, thank you so much for sharing with #ThePrompt x
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  2. Haha I know that feeling. I have always been a secret eater. My children have caught onto it now though and tell their daddy if I have eaten one of his chocolates haha. I always say he shouldn’t leave them laying around, I can’t help it when the chocolate is staring at me when I open the fridge to get some milk! Thank you for sharing. Kelly

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