International Women’s Day 2022

As I write this, I am on a plane to London for what I call a ‘Self-date’.

A ‘self-date’ is a concept taken from the wonderful Julia Cameron’s book The Artist Way, in which a block of time is taken purely for oneself and by oneself.

For me, myself and I as some call it.

But how incredibly challenging a concept for many women.

I recall my own childhood of watching the women of many generations and their focus, attention, and actions.

My grandmothers were housewives and spent all their time fussing and fawning over various family members, especially the men.

My Granny Laidlaw was dispatched to boarding school (the REAL St Trinians) at the tender age of 5, when her parents, (my great grandparents), sailed off to live and work in India.

My heart bleeds for her even now for her parents to be so far away when there was no mobile phones or internet.

When I first heard about the cruel and unkind Victorian abandonment, to a stone-cold institution at this age…