Three beautiful things most days.
1. Taking off my drenched trainers and socks.
2. I am not too thorough with the spatula, and once the pudding is in the oven, there's a bowl and whisk for Bettany.
3. To look with some pride on my child's homework.
1. Fluttering on the edge of vision -- a few little brown sparrows touch down in the garden, and then take off again. 2. We suddenly remembe...
