Writing about writing and other stuff. Okay, so for a change, this blog is not fuelled by anger but by deep gratitude. About 20 years ago, I had an investigative procedure at the Royal Free hospital. It was in the gynaecological department, at the time my parents were not friendly with Stella, and I needed all the emotional support I could get. And then I look closer and realise that while the companies are making mi.

It took me three hours to clear the study of all junk and clean the walls and floors. Another hour, or so, to fit the furniture in and connect up the telly and after LSH took over and sorted out what used to be the bedroom, and is now the study. I wonder if I could teach LSH to sew? Saturday, 15 September 2012. The plan is to prepare all the veggies and the bacon and stock in the fabulous old Invicta pot I got from Mother, pop it .