Three weeks ago my friend died of breast cancer. Today we say goodbye to her. The only entry requirement that her husband has stipulated is that we send him a photo and some memories that he and their daughter can share. Here are our memories.
I was thinking music isn’t what it use to be. Turns out I was wrong.
At points during 2016, it’s been hard to have faith. But these wise words from George, the first love of my life, might just see us through.
With Jamie and Jools having their two daughters there for the birth of the latest addition to the Oliver family, I wondered if that was acceptable. Then I wondered who was I to judge?
It’s children’s art week.
A poem for Mothers’ day
Once I became a full-time stay at home Mum I misplaced my rod, chucked the bait, and requested that all tackle be kept from view. But I was happy on the break from
fishing my career until the phone calls from the recruitment consultant started.