It’s funny to think that, even though William Wordsworth lived in the UK, he could pen the words: “I wandered lonely as a cloud That floats on high o’er vales and hills” In my experience, clouds rarely seem lonely in this country. Rather than travelling alone they often hang about in platoons, or more frequently, …
The majority of life is made up of one mundane moment followed by another. Occasionally, we have exceptionally exciting events, but then, as surely as autumn follows summer, ‘normal life’ kicks back in. Floors need sweeping, plants need watering, food needs cooking and messages need responding to. I wonder, which are the moments that truly …
My husband and I have an unusually large number of children (5 in a country where the average is about 1.9[i]). This is highlighted by the reaction people have when we meet them in the street. Rarely can I go out without at least somebody stopping to ask me: ”Are they all yours?” We have …