There's nothing like the pure intoxication of huffing Seville oranges on a cold January morning. The snow turning to sludge outside (as is the English way) and chopping a dozen orange rinds with a sharp knife. Marmalade reminds me of my childhood. My grandparents always used to have
Years ago, in fact I can date it — 27 April, 2018 — I came across a statue in my local park that changed the direction of my life.
It was about two weeks before I wrote my last post that I sent this photo to my family Whatsapp group captioned “it’s all going to be…
This evening I am going to see my doctor to get the results of some recent tests. I was recently diagnosed with multi-site Langerhans Cell…