What Not to Say
Words are powerful. We should not be careless with them; yet we fling them around like so much confetti. My darling dad died last week. I am in pieces but my heart is broken into yet more fragments ev...
Read moreWords are powerful. We should not be careless with them; yet we fling them around like so much confetti. My darling dad died last week. I am in pieces but my heart is broken into yet more fragments ev...
Read moreI have been having a good clear out – although I have to confess that one corner of my bedroom is still a mess of old clothes waiting to be bundled up and taken to the charity shop.Oh, well, at least...
Read moreWhile not exactly a foot fetishist, I admit it: I am foot-obsessed. Long convinced that happy feet truly make a happy woman, my feet are unusual in that they are probably as smooth and perfectly-...
Read moreWhen I was in hospital last year, a friend wrote to me. She wanted to send me flowers but they were not allowed on the ward I was in. Rules is rules so, instead, she said she was going to plant up pot...
Read moreDo you have trouble sleeping? Do you turn to pills, homeopathic remedies, valerian – or a couple of glasses of red wine…? Well, what I’ve discovered (and I’m not alone) i...
Read moreI never got round to writing either of my daughters a baby journal, celebrating their first smile, steps or words. As a full-time, working mother, I am lucky to rarely feel “the guilt,” but oddly, not...
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