MY WASHED BRAIN

In 2001, after I had left covenant community I started going to a local Anglican Church. One Sunday, my good friend Sally invited me to...

The woman in the video smiles nervously. With one hand in her lap and the other clinging to her new husband, fingers wrapped around his,...

In 1988 my friend Monica (not her real name) sat opposite me in a large, second-hand armchair that creaked when she fidgeted. Like most...

The last blog I wrote (or blob, as my 86-year-old mother calls them) was entitled “Dropping the C-Word”. After I published it, a person...

https://podcasts.apple.com/gb/podcast/episode-15-jess-blatchley/id1573373790?i=1000569523797 Here is a link to a recent interview I did...

No… not that one you naughty people……. I’m talking about a different “C” word, one possibly just as insulting to some. Cult. There, I’ve...

My friend bought me a turntable for my 57th birthday this year, similar to the one I had when I was little. I hadn’t seen an...