Life is full of tiny renaissances, so welcome to the (re)introduction of Mostly Harmless — unlike the mice’s Earth 2.0, the second iteration of the blog has made it off the cutting room floor of my mind.

It’s been a hot minute since I wrote anything here, but I thought I would get the old girl up and running again. I stopped because I didn’t think Mostly Harmless was up to much — I felt embarrassed to be investing time in something ‘inconsequential’, and I put too much pressure on myself to make every post immaculate.

I’m proud of the previous posts, they were worth the while, but ultimately that attitude stopped me doing it — and I’m in the midst of discovering that I am, actually, allowed to do, care about and enjoy things I’m not a world leader in (or even particularly good at). Writing I am good at, as it happens, but mainly I enjoy it, and that’s enough; by my previous attitude, everyone who isn’t Taylor Swift ought to have stopped writing songs and performing by now — in fact, no one should have picked up a pen since the Beatles took off.

That’s transparently nuts, so I’ve been picking many an old interest back up; cooking, baking, sustainability stuff, writing, travelling, and a couple of new craft pursuits waiting in the wings. It’s hard to explain the mental block I’ve been stuck behind, but it comes down to realising you’re not supposed to be a blank piece of paper for others to write their needs on your whole life — you’re supposed to be your own pen and become one of those wonderful sketchbooks filled to the brim with all kinds of fantastic crap.

Is this something you should have to learn — does everyone? I don’t know. But it’s where I’m at, and I’d like to share the bits that are interesting or useful, or might be enjoyable. Recipes, trip itineraries, book reviews, sustainability things or something else – but it will fit in to the motto ‘making a life that’s good for you and the world’.