I’m lying in bed in the T5, looking wistfully through the window at a gorgeous camping hut bathed in late evening sunshine. Lionel is lying on his bed, looking wistfully up at me. Lionel is in the dog house and… Continue Reading →
I’m cwtched under a duvet in a wooden chalet on wheels. It’s blowing an unseasonal hoolie, warm 50mph gusts buffeting the hut and whistling into the fading embers of a log fire. Late evening light glows through the curtains and… Continue Reading →
The evenings lengthen and we all breathe out, the fog of winter wrapping itself away until the clocks next fall back. The light-finding books remain comfortingly close to my bed, a second copy of The Light in the Dark dispatched… Continue Reading →
I’m the mother of two teenagers. Ah, I know I don’t look old enough – thank you – and, indeed, just 10 minutes ago I was on the playroom floor with toddlers, engineering intricate wooden railway networks to which even… Continue Reading →
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