I wonder

I spent the week-end asking myself questions. There is nothing like concern for someone you love to make you pound the “what if ” keys like a heavy metal rocker… It was certainly noisy in there Desiring peace, I leant on my new incense habit until my hair smelt like a gypsy. Realising that it […]

A short read about reading

Cheryl Strayed promised me in “Tiny Beautiful Things” that all the wasted days would add up to something. And they are beginning to. As is all the time spent “wasted” reading – something I’ve always felt vaguely guilty about. I hadn’t read a book in a couple of weeks (unheard of really in my world […]