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Kate Shrewsday

Kate Shrewsday is a journalist, musician and former head teacher.

Kate Shrewsday is a journalist, musician and former head teacher.

She studied music at Southampton in the eighties before beginning work on a local newspaper, the Bracknell News in Berkshire, and moving on briefly to the Kent Messenger in Maidstone, Kent.

Three years later, in 1992, she retrained as a teacher at Walpole's folly, Strawberry Hill near Twickenham.

After working her way through the ranks, by 2000 she had become a head teacher in the Cornish fishing village of Port Isaac, and then stopped play for a family.

Ever since, she has done a bit of everything: theatre managing at a haunted theatre, teaching, some unconventional mothering, absolutely no ironing whatsoever and a semi-daily blog which you can find at www.kateshrewsday.com

The Folkestone Mermaid

Every sea should have a mermaid. Our English Channel, such an oversubscribed strip of grey water, must have one who contradicts perceptions: one like Folkestone's.
15/09/2011 11:02 BST

Press press press...

Bringing up a son is an education. The male psyche is a foreign land to me, and I have, until now, expected it to send ambassadors. But sons send out no ambassadors, and I am preparing an envoy as we speak.
12/08/2011 13:26 BST

Speed Demons at the Millennium Bridge

Caught up in the exhilaration of watching the fastest creature on the planet hunting for its prey. At speeds of up to 200 miles an hour, this small apprentice was maneuvering deftly, teasing the air currents, flying low in a pigeon populated paradise.
10/08/2011 14:18 BST

Artless at a Summer Exhibition

As we grow, do we simply forget how open life should be? What an incisive jewel truth is? Or does life become so complex that pretending is a bare essential for a grown up?
27/07/2011 15:47 BST

Picnicking With Martians

The holidays are upon us. Very soon hordes of pupils will no longer be schoolchildren, but our own charges waiting for entertainment. What to do with a Summer holiday afternoon? Why, recall an English author's nightmare vision, of course: and return to the scene of his horrific creation.
21/07/2011 12:40 BST