Three beautiful things most days.
1. I look down and there are snowdrops and hellebore and scyllas.
2. The children run off down the parallel path and I am free to walk and listen.
3. The reassuring feeling from knowing that someone who has been in peril is now safe at home.
1. A nice chatty gossip with the hygienist who is, it turns out, a mum from the children's primary school. I see the dentist straight a...
