Ingrid Stone is one of the Women of the Tub. Writer, founder of Yoga for Alzheimer’s, she also has a very seductive way with her Letters of Complaint – think thigh length boots and very naughty vocal tones.
WHO ARE YOU?
HOW OLD ARE YOU?
WHERE DO YOU LIVE?
WHAT DO YOU DO?
Writer, broadcaster, events organiser, founder of Yoga For Alzheimer’s and the Queen Of Complaints
TELL US WHAT IT’S LIKE TO BE YOUR AGE?
I feel fearless for the first time in my life. I want to embrace everything that comes my way. I have grown with my age and I like myself better for that.
WHAT DO YOU HAVE NOW THAT YOU DIDN’T HAVE AT 25?
I can do the splits!
WHAT ABOUT SEX?
My vagina knows how to keep a secret.
I should be scared about this one, but I’m not. On the brink of divorce, but I feel happier, more alive than I have felt in years. I think I’m better at relationships now.
HOW FREE DO YOU FEEL?
Finally free of being criticised for putting a new bin liner into ye olde Brabantia incorrectly for the umpteenth time.
WHAT ARE YOU PROUD OF?
My little girl. I am constantly amazed that I have created her. She is my little goddess.
WHAT KEEPS YOU INSPIRED?
Journeys of any kind
WHEN ARE YOU HAPPIEST?
Curled up with my daughter like a beast and its young, lick-outs of flapjack mixture with my mother in her kitchen, reading the Sunday newspaper supplements in a long, oil bath.
AND WHERE DOES YOUR CREATIVITY GO?
Into my new novel, writing my blog, making little films and taking pictures of rude-looking vegetables.
WHAT’S YOUR PHILOSOPHY OF LIVING?
I quote Goldie Hawn in a recent dream of mine when I asked her (in my dream) to say something of note. So she said: “You’ve got to kick ass.”
I’m not afraid of not existing, yet I believe we always exist.
ARE YOU STILL DREAMING?
I always dream – and one should, always. You can do things in dreams that you cannot always get to do in real life – and by the same token, dreams can inspire you to do the things you can.
WHAT WAS A RECENT OUTRAGEOUS ACTION OF YOURS?
I told my little girl that Nandos had cooked her toy lamb. Needless to say, the joke was not appreciated.