Sophie Vipond
@sophievipond.bsky.social
Director of External Affairs at the Climate Change Committee. Avid reader, news junkie, wine gum enthusiast.
10 years ago, my dad was 2+ years into his diagnosis of a glioblastoma. By this point, he’d lost the ability to walk, talk, and read.
Progress is possible. God bless Dr M, who perseveres on this horrid disease. For baby Mabel and the family in this story, I wish many happy, healthy years together.
Progress is possible. God bless Dr M, who perseveres on this horrid disease. For baby Mabel and the family in this story, I wish many happy, healthy years together.
August 27, 2025 at 9:11 PM
10 years ago, my dad was 2+ years into his diagnosis of a glioblastoma. By this point, he’d lost the ability to walk, talk, and read.
Progress is possible. God bless Dr M, who perseveres on this horrid disease. For baby Mabel and the family in this story, I wish many happy, healthy years together.
Progress is possible. God bless Dr M, who perseveres on this horrid disease. For baby Mabel and the family in this story, I wish many happy, healthy years together.
The Kyoto play is a reminder of how far we’ve come on climate politics. We should bank the wins. The play was also a great lesson in the forces that influenced the set up of the COP process - not all of who were acting in good faith. Educational, funny, sad, wildly engaging.
April 3, 2025 at 6:53 AM
The Kyoto play is a reminder of how far we’ve come on climate politics. We should bank the wins. The play was also a great lesson in the forces that influenced the set up of the COP process - not all of who were acting in good faith. Educational, funny, sad, wildly engaging.
On Friday, I went to the 80th birthday of the teacher who taught me history and drama at primary school, and ran the local youth theatre I went to till I was ~17. He was surrounded by the ‘children’ he had taught and our parents. A community he built over decades.
March 30, 2025 at 8:47 PM
On Friday, I went to the 80th birthday of the teacher who taught me history and drama at primary school, and ran the local youth theatre I went to till I was ~17. He was surrounded by the ‘children’ he had taught and our parents. A community he built over decades.