by Juliet Batten | 24, Apr, 2024 | Seasons Newsletter
Every Sunday my Aunt Jessie would visit the graveyard. The graveyard lay on the other side of town, a little further out than our house, so it became a natural thing for me to join her at our gate and run alongside. This is how I came to explore the... 
by Juliet Batten | 25, Oct, 2023 | Seasons Newsletter
I was surprised. She didn’t want to be Persephone in the school play. I thought all the girls would have lusted after the part of the maiden, dancing with her friends amidst the spring flowers, her head crowned with a ring of blossoms. But not... 
by Juliet Batten | 27, Oct, 2022 | Seasons Newsletter
I was surprised. She didn’t want to be Persephone in the school play. I thought all the girls would have lusted after the part of the maiden, dancing with her friends amidst the spring flowers, her head crowned with a ring of blossoms. But not 11-year-old... 
by Juliet Batten | 16, Sep, 2022 | Seasons Newsletter
Did you notice the elaborate protocols set in place for the ten days following the death of Queen Elizabeth? Every step has been prescribed, within an hour of her death, from the different locations for her body to lie in state, to precise timing, and... by Juliet Batten | 28, Apr, 2022 | Seasons Newsletter
Every Sunday my Aunt Jessie would visit the graveyard. The graveyard lay on the other side of town, a little further out than our house, so it became a natural thing for me to join her at our gate and run alongside. This is how I came to explore the...