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Monthly Archives: December 2017
Let’s Hear it for the Carers
I missed my Christmas Day visit to see Mum. It felt wrong not to set off at about half past eight on Christmas morning, after a hasty breakfast, returning with Mum’s cousin Pam in time for lunch. Now both of … Continue reading
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Time to Think
“I don’t even have time to think.” How often do we hear that or, for that matter, say it ourselves? I know I say it more than I should, sometimes because I’m genuinely over-run with work and everyday life and, … Continue reading
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