I’ve turned into a moaner. I know this because I saw the look which passed between my daughters when I said, ‘They’re not happy unless they’re complaining,’ to my mother, about people we both know.
I’m a fan of punctuation, in all its forms. I find it easier to understand and enjoy reading if the punctuation is there to remind me when to pause; when to stop and breathe. It’s the same with life. I like my life to be punctuated with events honouring the moments when things go right.... Continue Reading →