I became a feminist at the age of 40 after living a lot of my life thinking that feminism was for White middle-class women. Playing catch up is still my game and I am an advocate for ‘breaking the silence’. 

‘One Photograph’ – feminist mothering poetry about the Holocaust
The sense of entitlement by the President’s Club members was class based
‘My Daughter’s Body’ – a poem about a mother’s grief over her daughter’s disability
Borderlands and Crossroads
‘What do Women Want?’ jokes are a load of rubbish
Mums, you are your child’s foremost story teller not ‘Sleeping Beauty’
‘A Commencement Villanelle’ – mums never stop worrying
‘To The Mother of a Dead Marine’ – a poem about a mother’s loss
The ‘tough’ woman who thinks a slap or a put down will sort sexual harassment out
‘Suitcase’- Experience of a mother in NYC post 9/11
Launching a season of poetry and prose on what shapes our mothering
Lib Dem leaders missed a trick in not showing leadership over sexual harassment
#metoo groped at a business meeting
Why I took my daughter to a protest of Playboy
Is missing your child’s first day of school a big deal?
How did Princess Diana manage to stay sane with all that misogynistic vitriol?
A mother’s account of coping with her daughter having leukemia one year on
My mother pride over my daughter’s A level results
Nick Timothy blames sexism for Theresa May not getting enough credit for her policies
The toxic hyper masculine penis centred White House chaos