Carry-on: Let me tell you this…

We said we wouldn’t leave you high and dry while we’re on hiatus, and you know we never lie!

Here’s a little carry-on for you; a little something that makes your journey a teensy bit better! Take a listen and find out what we’ve been up to!

Oh and don’t forget to use the hashtag #Headscarvesandcarryons to let us know what you thought of this little treat! More to come soon…

Image credit: Handbag by Hermine Blanquart from the Noun Project

The shark

Two years ago around this time, I wrote about my desire to keep moving, and the beginning of my detachment from the London I had once considered home…

Maame Blue Writes

“Home is where the heart is.”

I have always struggled with this phrase. It sounds simple enough but actually, I’m not sure it means anything more than “Home is where you like to sleep”, or “Home is where the person you like, likes to sleep”; but that sounds a bit like the mantra of a stalker, so maybe it’s not quite as simple as that.

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The first few weeks

Being back is weird. Not least because I went from balmy warmth to freezing cold weather in a matter of days upon first arriving in the UK from Melbourne. But the weirdness is a ham-fisted way of describing how it feels to be back and not really ‘back’. In one way yes, I’m from here, I grew up in this country, in London; but the idea of a ‘home’ or a ‘base’ has always eluded me. Plus I’ve moved house more times than I can count.

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When you’re the one who leaves

Leaving a place can be hard. But being left behind, that’s harder. I’ve been living in Melbourne for almost two months now, and on the whole, I’m having a good time. I’ve never had any qualms about leaving home; in fact my propensity for running away from things that irk me is almost legendary. Despite that, I have always, in some way, returned to and found solace in London.

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