After we had had coffee at the café nearby, a friend came to my apartment for the first time yesterday in what has been a series of serendipitous encounters. I had worked rapidly all morning to meet her at lunchtime. Just before I left I was frantically trying to find some itsy-bitsy little thing which falls... Continue Reading →
Having fun
I am the main reason that in our household there is no such thing as leftover chocolate, spare biscuits, or unwanted cake. It is therefore remarkable that I have managed to save my Savage Chickens moment for a whole week longer than necessary so that it coincided with my birthday. My version of spoiling myself. Over... Continue Reading →
That elusive pair of jeans 