You wrote me the most lovely letter. Thank you. Because I know you are dying to know — yes, it made me cry! Big. 458 more words
Me: So… All your children are married and sorted out now – apart from me…
My Dad: Actually you’re the best one and the most sorted out. 25 more words
So, the gods sent me a basket of fresh strawberries three months ago.
I was, of course, pleased.
And yet, I wasn’t cunning.
I hesitated – because I wasn’t certain how to eat those gorgeous strawberries… and at that time I was suffering from a mild case of paranoia… so I thought I might be poisoned by those blood-red strawberries… they were enormous, and looked perfectly delectable. 301 more words