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Yes, Mary Poppins is racist, but not because of “coal-blackened faces”

This is the most ridiculous headline I've read today, and I've been awake a bunch of hours already. Twitter Disputes Claim That 'Mary Poppins' Is Racist Because Of Characters' Coal-Blackened Faces This is in reference to an article written in the New York Times this week by Daniel Pollack-Pelzner, an American professor who lectures on … Continue reading Yes, Mary Poppins is racist, but not because of “coal-blackened faces”

In which Randolph almost dies by misadventure with a microwave

It has been said that I am the luckiest person I know, not least because I keep avoiding death by misadventure. At times I feel like Devon Sawa in Final Destination. One evening in November 2017, my lovely husband made dinner as usual, before going off to work at the hospital. It was chicken, and … Continue reading In which Randolph almost dies by misadventure with a microwave

In which Randolph doesn’t fit through a window

In my post about living with autism, I mentioned an incident from boarding school: I once took a phone message for a fellow pupil to call his family urgently. His father had died. I didn’t deliver the message. When the hostel was queried that evening, I looked around at everyone else, thinking “who could forget … Continue reading In which Randolph doesn’t fit through a window

In which Randolph sustains a concussion and whiplash at the same time

Car accidents, I've had a few... In what must have been 1997, because the song Barbie Girl was released that year (it was how I referred to my best friend's girlfriend), I was in a car accident. Barbie's family had a house next to a lake outside of Johannesburg, and we were going to drive … Continue reading In which Randolph sustains a concussion and whiplash at the same time

Reinvention

In 1990 I started at boarding school, aged 13. In what turned out to be eighteen months of living hell* interspersed with a life-long friendship or two, I learned the value of reinventing myself. I remember lying on my hostel bed a few weeks into the first term thinking that I could be anybody I … Continue reading Reinvention