Sometimes, it's easy to be grateful.It's easy when I bounce someone else's baby on my knee and he grins back at me.It's easy when I pull a jar of blackcurrant jam from the back of the cupboard in the depth of winter, and spoon condensed summer onto my toasted teacake.It's easy when I receive an email from a reader telling me that Leonard, the kindly gardener from my book 'A Blue Handbag', ...
I attend a group regularly - I can't tell you what kind, because that bit needs to be anonymous. But it is a group of regular people (I'm going all American - 'regular'!) and we meet to share our experiences and listen to each other and learn and love each other.When it was my turn to speak, my theme was how truly messed up we all are. There's a saying - 'we are all very sick people - it's just ...
I had a strange and wonderful night last night. I was meeting a friend for dinner in Worcester - a city I've never been to before.After circling the one way system a few times, I parked Rosie in a random car park and struck out into the city. After a few seconds a young homeless man with no front teeth approached me and started his spiel - he needed £8.80 for...I interrupted with a pound, and ...
