MY shoeS

Comments, news and thoughts from the creator of A Mile in My Shoes

April 18, 2020

We might all be facing a storm right now, but we must stop pretending we’re all in the same boat. 

Some people are faring this storm in a cruise ship liner. They’re safe and dry and are enjoying the in-house entertainment. They’re binge watching Netflix and getting into baking and relishing the opportunity to exercise. Life feels good at a slower pace. They can feel the water rocking the boat, but their boat is sturdy and they’...

April 6, 2020

Amongst all the chaos and all the fear, we must stop and acknowledge the beautiful things too. This will all feel harder if we don’t. 

The world is talking more and wasting less. We’re making meal plans and using leftovers and cooking with care. We are learning how it feels to have food and money and freedom taken away. 
We’re driving fewer cars and walking more. We’re opening windows and craving fresh air. 
We are slowing thin...

April 2, 2020

On every street in every city, the people clapped and cheered and banged their pots and pans and came together for the first time. They hooted and whooped and hollered, with their dressing gowns tied tight, and waved across at neighbours from their balconies and gardens and front steps. The children stayed up late to wave their flags and parade their rainbows and feel part of something momentous. They sang and gave thanks to t...

April 1, 2020

Some of the nicest feedback I got from my writing last year was on the shoe stories, which is how A Mile in My Shoes first began. I am pleased to say that I’m bringing them back, but dedicated followers of the stories might notice a few changes. 

For the time being, I am going to try using the theme of the Coronavirus pandemic to tie them all together. The world is united in this at the moment, but everybody’s experience is com...

March 23, 2020

The first day of ‘homeschooling’ begins today for many families, and as a teacher not currently at work (I am still on maternity leave), it feels very strange to be observing it all from the sidelines with no role to play. I feel like a sub on the bench, watching my teammates compete in the match of their lives. 

All I can be is a cheerleader. So by way of solidarity for my colleagues and teacher-friends, I will say this to all...

March 21, 2020

Hi there lovely ones. 

It's been over a year since I shared anything on A Mile in my Shoes. The blog lost its way over time, and I lost a little faith and put a bit too much pressure on myself that it stopped being fun. I also made a baby of course! So I have been busy navigating the marvellous and terrifying rollercoaster that is motherhood. 

But like many of us, I have been given the gift of time very recently, so I've found m...

February 14, 2019

I don’t need designer gifts, fancy food or vintage wine this Valentines. You can keep your flowers and your diamond rings. Of course, they’re pretty when they sparkle and bloom but their beauty is short lived, and you can’t take them with you when you’re gone.

Instead, give me a homemade picnic on a hill and a hike through a muddy wood. Give me a high up view that renders us stunned and silent and reminds us that we are tiny do...

October 28, 2018

I’m totally in love with second hand things. I love charity shops, antique shops, clothes swaps, jumble sales, car boots sales, even a pop up stall at the end of somebody’s drive would turn my head as I passed. I love that in London, it is acceptable to leave unwanted items outside your own home, free for people to browse and take as they pass by. When we moved house in the Summer, I got rid of a whole box of kitchen items thi...

October 4, 2018

Let’s be honest, teachers. Playground duty is the worst. The. Worst. 

Forget the luxury of going to the toilet in your fifteen minute break, you are out there for the duration, so it’s almost a good job that there’s absolutely no chance of finishing your cup of tea before it starts going cold. There isn’t a big enough playground in the world to offer respite from the barrage of questions, the mediation of squabbles, the interce...

September 23, 2018

There’s something magical about the British seaside. It does wonderful things. Restorative, medicinal, transformative things. Meandering along a promenade in those balmy Summer months (any old British promenade will do) is an exhilarating assault on the senses; a delicious concoction of roaring waves and screeching gulls and shrieks of childhood delight. And that sea air that ties your hair in knots, and feels ever so slightly...

Please reload

© A mile in my shoes. Proudly created with