HarrietSRinLetters to TabbyLost in Poshstock: a report from The Wilderness FestivalI AM standing in a field in Oxfordshire watching Jonathan Ross, wearing a Peruvian rucksack, deciding whether to lunch on Boscastle lobster…Aug 10, 2017Aug 10, 2017
HarrietSRThe crèche for husbandsTEMPERS are fraying by the time we arrive in Devon for Christmas, due to spending four days on the M4 in a relations-visiting odyssey that…Feb 3, 2016Feb 3, 2016
HarrietSRThe elephant in the roomIT IS 7pm at a leaving drinks in an airless pub basement, and I’m drinking too quickly as I reconnect with colleagues after six months out…Feb 3, 2016Feb 3, 2016
HarrietSRNone of the mothers I know are ‘having it all’I’D ASSUMED it would be business as usual when it came to returning to work as a newspaper journalist, post-baby. I’d simply let my…Feb 3, 2016Feb 3, 2016