Three beautiful things most days.
1. A coffee, a brownie and a structural edit loaded on to my Kindle.
2. Passing a greengrocer. Victoria plums AND Kentish cobnuts.
3. We come to the station just as my mother's train pulls in.
1. To pin my poppy on to my winter coat and step out into the cold. I feel like we've crossed the winter line. 2. My eldest comes to fin...
