Thinking Allowed

OK, so I peaked too soon. Day one and I was already vacuuming little pockets of home-hacked hair from my carpet, writes Liz Breslin.

If I had my way, every day would be a dress-up day, writes Liz Breslin.

Thank you for your time in filling out this survey. This survey may look like other surveys you have filled out in the past but this is only in your imagination, writes Liz Breslin.

Nothing you can buy will ever make you more whole. It’s always a good time of year to remember that gem of truth from Kate Tempest’s Hold Your Own, writes Liz Breslin.

This is the start of panto week in the Upper Clutha, writes columnist Liz Breslin.

I have, of late, remembered that I have a superpower that I have under-utilised for the last decade or so, writes columnist Liz Breslin.

This is my last column from Krakow. Hello. I think it's Saturday. And November. Is it? I missed a day somewhere on the dateline, I'm very completely massively liminally overadverbially...

Turns out there is much room for improvement in my appreciation of one of Poland's proud culinary/cultural traditions. Mushrooms. (Much room. See what I did there!?), writes Liz Breslin. 

Unesco City of Literature residency writer Liz Breslin finds a way to cool off in Krakow. Or does she? 

So, hello from the other side. I'm staying at the Villa Decius, set in parkland almost equidistant to the airport and the Old Town Market Square of Krakow, writes columnist Liz Breslin. 

Being away from home can today be a matter of so far and yet so near. A bit like cricket, writes columnist Liz Breslin. 

Liz Breslin pays tribute to Sports Parents that she's seen and been.