Someone thanked me for something I did 20 years ago. Something I do not even remember.
I collect feathers and lavender, designer vintage handbags and boy, oh boy, do I collect random people
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It was the kind of morning when my coffee was medicinal rather than recreational.
The ones who collect shells, coins, feathers, and lavendar even when it means their kids go Peter-from the-Bible on them?
I finally let up the espionage to take a walk along the beach. She called back at me “Lady, you dropped something”.
Now, as the beneficiary of a lovely Catholic convent education (With a tonn of experience of telling fibs inside the Confessional. Judge not!),
Guess what? I have the very vaguest recollection of something said to me on the day I was born. I Continue reading