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Why The Birch Weeps

It is seven years today since Jessica’s death. Sam and Louisa can here be seen climbing under her jumper in a detail from a photograph I took, in a coppice in Surrey, in 1984, a large print of which hangs in¬†our daughter’s sitting room. 537 more words

Washing lines

I don’t cope well with the heat. 17C and sunny is my preference, so it’s just cardigan weather. Hubby and I even had a conversation recently¬†about how we should buy a ‘summer house’ in the north of England so we can have mild winters in the south and mild summers in the north. 113 more words