I’m sitting safe inside my house in Hove. It’s Sunday night, and my cosy life is complete, with cats curled up in corners, my partner on the sofa opposite and the TV burbling comfort television. But in Paris, families are mourning their loved ones. I have everything I need: a…
Dear Diary…
It’s been a while – six months, almost to the day – so what on earth has been going on? The word “challenging’ comes to mind when I try to sum up the period since I last added to this blog. There have been health challenges, including a bout of…