A POEM WRITTEN BY ZEHRA MUSTAFA AT 22 REMEMBERED 7 YEARS LATER ON THE NIGHT OF THE HONEY MOON

A POEM WRITTEN BY ZEHRA MUSTAFA AT 22 REMEMBERED 7 YEARS LATER ON THE NIGHT OF THE HONEY MOON

I was sitting here at my desk, window stretched open to its widest yawn, watching the trees on the horizon for the tiniest movement in the hope of the ghost of a breeze, but tonight, the night of the Honey Moon, there isn’t one. As I set about to get on with some work (that novel) the damnedest thing happened, I remembered a poem I wrote a long time ago. A pledge in a way, to write. I suppose my inability, be it a tired brain, shattered body but happy heart all owing to my sixteen month old, yes, sixteen

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THIS EARTH WAS MADE FOR TRAMPLING

“I must warn you, I’m not wearing a coat!” the husband cautioned me on Sunday morning as we prepared to leave the house and make our way to Mudchute farm. Having been raised in the North, he is of the ” you think this is cold!?” attitude and wears inappropriately little in cold weather. “Neither am I,” I replied, having flung all the windows open wide that morning. I bellow out “Sunshine! sunshine!” and woosh open the curtains with greater haste than usual whilst the husband walks through rooms without opening curtains. I’m someone who literally runs full steam ahead

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LIFE ACCORDING TO INSTAGRAM

It’s in the title, I’m doing one of those mama tired posts where I put up a few pics from my instagram to show you out there that I am still alive and doing so in an oh so trendy way! The truth is, I blog when I can, and I do so when I am not (a) passed out on the couch watching a Frasier DVD or Girls (b) reading 3 pages of a book, or (c) attempting to knit something, all in between going to the bedroom to feed my one year old back to sleep. Yes, I

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CURRENT READ

After my jolly good whinging in my last post, I scoured my library hand on hip, tapping my lip, picking books up and returning them again, only to decide to return to Elizabeth Howard’s The Light Years and not only am I reading it, I’m loving it. Thank you for all your supportive words and suggestions over on twitter. It’s great to be back, now no more distractions, I have a book to finish! Now if only I could get on with that novel…

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OH TO READ

I pick a  book up only to put it back down with a great sigh of  regret/ sadness / tiredness and continue reading  whatever blog  I have open, scroll through instagram and fall asleep. Nothing seems to grab hold of my weary mind. My husband’s ipad which I have borrowed and downloaded the kindle app on is full of samples. I can’t even finish reading the samples. I so desperately long to read but haven’t the energy so this is a plea. To all you tiered out friends/ mamas /papas/ weary weary people, tell a reading hungry desperado what to

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HAPPY NEW YEAR

Happy New Year! We’ve had a lovely holiday & it was of course, Ayla’s first Christmas in which she was spoilt rotten, showered with lots of love and offered up guests with hours of entertainment. With all this holiday joy, there has also been a great disruption  to sleeping routine so I am now in the sleepless throes of unscheduled chaos and sleepy sleeplessness zzzzzzzzzzzzzzz. Although there has been much sleeplessness and a continuing flat line buzzing noise where my brain’s thoughts you to tick, I have started getting those writing yearnings. That twinge in the heart I used to

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GREENWICH PENINSULA ECOLOGY PARK, SPIDERS & SWINGS

Last weekend the promise of fine weather had us dashing out of the house in haste! I’m sure we weren’t the only ones! Each time the sun puts his hat on, I hear myself saying ‘this could be the last day of summer’ even though summer waved goodbye ages ago and autumn rolled on in. After checking a list of places I desire to go to on my phone which I have high hopes of being 100% baby friendly ; they must allow my little one to walk freely as that is what she loves to do these days, that

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OCTOBER CAME A-KNOCKING

        October has a funny way of suddenly happening, I think I say that each year. Yesterday as the baby and I took a walk in the grey half-light of autumn (she slept in the carrier) I spied fallen conkers and watched squirrels chase each other through piles of leaves upon the ground then up and away into the trees which are becoming bare and therefore altering the light upon the landscape, as the light now has wide gaps to pass through. The day begins to yawn and say goodnight at 6 in the evening, pushing our clocks

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THE BABY’S DAY OUT

It’s in the title, the little one insists on me leaving the house, she does not care for a writer’s solitary lifestyle of which I’ve been accustomed to. My misanthropic endeavours have been thwarted by this cute, friendly eager being who smiles at every stranger, beguiling them with her enchanting powers! I find myself talking to strangers (usually other mothers) more than ever and nodding to passengers on the bus as my baby decides to act out a loud, hysterical monologue (god I love her). This little being who can now pull herself up to stand, wishes to do so…all

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WEDDINGS, LOCHS COTAGES & THE SEA

Well now, hello there! It’s been a while since I’ve written about anything other than my buggy palavar… don’t even get me started. We’ve just returned from a lovely trip in the North to celebrate my brother in law’s wedding in Scotland  on Lock Lomand which we then finished off in a cottage in Banburgh, Northumberland where the little one had a fever and experienced her first flu.The poor darling needed extra cuddles, extra feeds and to sleep literally on top of me. The beautiful couple in the enchanting setting of Loch Lomand with a ceremony that nearly had me

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