Small things I am happy that a friend has planted mint underneath her garden tap in the middle of California. I love chatting on Skype with my cousin; we are serious and silly in perfect proportions. I can review my VAT records without grunting or swearing. My first Saturday afternoon sleep in ages felt decadent and... Continue Reading →
Thanks, Oprah!
She's still looking good, folks! Yes, I am talking about Oprah Winfrey and her gratitude journal. Are you wondering what sudden rush of blood to the head brought this on? I can see at least one of my favourite cousins making a face already. Well , back in the day when media was not quite so... Continue Reading →
That elusive pair of jeans 