joella

Two decades of wine-soaked musings on gender, politics, anger, grief, progress, food, and justice.

Thursday, October 16, 2025

Blown on the steel breeze

›
We recently marked the autumn equinox, one of my favourite days. While I've always noticed the seasons, I never paid direct attention to...
Wednesday, May 21, 2025

O, from this time forth, my thoughts be bloody, or be nothing worth!

›
sometimes I feel very seen We went to see Hamlet Hail to the Thief  last weekend, and it was thrilling. I've never really been one for S...
Monday, February 10, 2025

Snakes and Ladders

›
I've started to write this series of posts multiple times, I have scraps and fragments in drafts, in notebooks, in late night voice note...
Sunday, July 14, 2024

Just Stop Oil 0 : Barbie 1

›
By popular request, here is the backstory.  But before I start, another story. I was at school, maybe 14 or 15, and we were doing some kind ...
1 comment:
Thursday, May 09, 2024

Three big things, two gold rings, one resolution.

›
The ingenues in their early days. The lobster, scarf, wall hanging and cardigan are still with us. The gin, we drank.  People say that bad n...
4 comments:
Tuesday, November 07, 2023

Hell is empty and all the devils are here

›
Until now, I have written about my Israeli heritage precisely three times in my life. For atrocity-based reasons, I am going there again.  T...
11 comments:
›
Home
View web version
Powered by Blogger.