What Mel Did
What Mel Did - houseplants

Nature Will Out

This week, I came to see that in nursing the hole of Bronson’s passing, there were smaller, gaping wounds which had been left to haemorrhage unattended. For instance, I had a beautiful garden when I lived in the...

By Any Other Name

At a recent hospital appointment, the medical assistant asked my date of birth, which I gave. He looked up and down from his clipboard a few times. “Are you sure?” “Am I sure of what?” “Your birthdate.” I pause before...

What Mel Did - Nike gold sneakers

A Hard Habit To Break

I read somewhere that a good habit is as hard to break as a bad one. My morning habit is to rise about 4.30 am and faff for about 15 minutes before eventually leaving the house for a 2-hour walk. It helps I am a...

What Mel Did - Morgan meditation

Busy Doing Nothing

My version of doing nothing is sitting down to read a book, perhaps whilst having a cup of peppermint or chai tea. I’ll then probably discard the book after some minutes to write down a few things I want to remember to...

A Lady of Letters

I’m trying to remember the last time I hand wrote a letter to someone. Not counting love letters, thank you notes and letters to home, but a letter just for the giving and receiving of news. When younger, I hand...

What Mel Did - Seacroft white picket fence

My teenage daughter wrote about leaving her home

A writing prompt on the internet this week (‘Leaving Home’) reminded me of a piece my then teenage daughter Morgan wrote in 2013. She would have been aged around 17, and her father passed away for three...