Writer, educator, European, mad cat mom, hopeless dreamer, sea & sky gazer. Privileged to make a difference with words. Quaffer of red wine…Cheers!
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On this wet autumnal day, what could be better than a cosy cuppa with a slice of freshly-baked lemon drizzle? 🍋☕️
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You know I’m rarely lost for words. But the crass insensitivity of this post from Trump hard on the heels of a young man losing his life to a captive tiger in a UK zoo beggars belief. The boy’s family must be in bits. Outrageous. @BornFreeFDN will issue a short statement soon.
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Después de leer tantos comentarios y DMs, es lamentable ver cuántas personas han vivido situaciones parecidas.
Dejo este resumen. Guárdalo y compártelo con tus hijos.
La seguridad empieza antes de sentir peligro:
— Verifica conductor, vehículo y placas antes de subir.
— Comparte siempre tu viaje y ubicación con alguien de confianza.
— Activa las funciones de seguridad de Uber: PIN, RideCheck y herramientas de emergencia.
— Acuerden en familia una palabra o frase que signifique “algo no está bien”.
— Mantén batería suficiente; un power bank puede sacarte de un problema.
Si algo cambia durante el viaje, mantén la calma, revisa la ruta y avisa a alguien. Si puedes hacerlo con seguridad, termina el viaje en un lugar público. Ante peligro inmediato, contacta a emergencias.
Y algo importante: no existe una reacción perfecta. A veces conviene alertar discretamente; otras, hacer evidente que alguien conoce tu ubicación, ruta y placas.
No esperemos a una emergencia para enseñarles estas herramientas. Hagámoslas rutina.
What a moving place Twitter is today with harrowing 9/11 stories dominating my timeline. It’s a poignant reminder that life can be so short. It’s up to us to make the most of it, be kind and inclusive, and never allow brutality to steal our humanity. 🙏
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I look at this photo and can’t help but wonder what was going through their minds.
They were trapped above the impact zones of the World Trade Center, standing at shattered windows, desperately searching for air, help, or some impossible way out.
Did they call home? Did they pray? Did they tell the person beside them they were scared? Did they still believe someone was coming to save them?
We know how the story ends. They didn’t.
But in this photograph, they didn’t know that yet. They were still sons, daughters, husbands, wives, mothers, fathers and friends—still hoping.
That is the part of 9/11 that absolutely breaks me.
May we never allow these faces to become just another photograph in a history book. Never forget. 🇺🇸💔
