Mother’s Day Tears

I didn’t really give too much thought to today, before it arrived that is. I’d sent the obligatory card to Mum, I’d invited my mother-in-law round for Sunday lunch with my grandmother-in-law and other family members. I’d ordered a gammon joint from our fabulous butcher and hubby popped to the supermarket with a list of the required vegetables and nibbles. All sorted, I thought. Easy. Continue reading “Mother’s Day Tears”

My Roots

As we get older, we learn more about ourselves and we grow to accept what it is about us that makes us ‘us’. I now know I am a creature of habit and I like having roots. My hubby, recently sick of the constant Yorkshire rain, freezing wind and dreary greyness, rang me from work and suggested we move to Australia. Continue reading “My Roots”

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