From 7 upwards

This week my husband and I finished watching the Granada/ITV series 7 Up, if you are not familar with the programme it followed 14 7 years olds from 1963, returning every 7 years to see where their lives had gone. I grew up in London & watching the scenes from the...

25 years of teaching. A reflection.

Many of you will know already that I never wanted to teach, and most definitely not a Method I didn’t much care for. When I was 18 and Pilates was just another class on my college schedule, it was a means to an end, a body conditioning class to make me a stronger...

Small move. Big change.

Last month my mum moved home, not particularly extraordinary in itself but for the fact that she has spent her entire life, all 75 years living in London. For as long as I can remember she had held a dream about living near water, something about being a Pisces she...

No regrets…no regrets.

Recently I was doing some training online with my anatomy teacher and he casually reminded us all in attendance that every form studied by anatomists presented on an outbreath, no one leaves this realm breathing in. It seems so obvious the first thing we do on arrival...

Burning through failure.

This week I was sick, really sick. The type of ill that rendered me completely incapable & my usually loving, attentive husband into a Ken, handsome to look at but largely ineffective. He has rarely known me ill and never seen me take a day off due to illness, if...
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