It's the early hours of a Tuesday. Visions of my son falling over the side of a sailing boat with no one in earshot have disturbed my sleep. I can see him falling, again and again, the dark sea capturing him. No amount of repeating the seque...
Read moreToday we are answering some of the nitty gritty questions about the good, the bad, and the ugly of life behind Tielka with the co-founder, Rebecca Domorev.
Read moreI have three hours. Three precious, undisturbed hours with Tielka written all over it. I'm going to make the most of it. No distractions. No emails. No calls. No Instagram. No news. No checking bank balances. This morning I write. It's almost 9am. I can feel the clock ti...
Read moreIt starts well. I'm up before everyone else. The house is quiet. Everyone still sleeping. I creep past my three-year-old in his bed and carefully turn the door handle. It clunks as I release it too quickly. My teeth grit. I look around. He doesn't stir.
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