HOW I LEARNT TO REALLY LISTEN
GOOD LISTENING IS ABOUT APPROACHING WHAT’S SAID AS IF YOU’VE NEVER HEARD IT BEFORE
WHEN I was a young girl, a fabulous woman called Pam who lived opposite us would come to do my mom’shaironcea week. My mom would sit under the stand hairdryer, and Pam would talk and talk.
This arrangement started when I was about eight and continued until I left home aged 22. I’d sit at the dining-room table reading a magazine, stealing the biscuits my mom had put out for Pam, all the while observing how, so often, neither woman really listened to
