It finally happened. After years of university and house-sharing, this weekend marked a momentous occasion. My very first ‘house’ Christmas. I feel as though they should make frames bearing that phrase. In fact, it would come as no shock to me to discover they do. To tell you the truth, we were all so merrilyContinue reading “Merry Memories”
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Humble Beginnings
‘Muddling through’. There’s something reassuring about this little phrase, isn’t there? A sort of quiet confidence that neither tempts fate nor abandons hope. I’ve noticed it appearing in almost all my conversations of late and whilst I’m not sure why that is, I think there’s a touch of magic to saying those two words. There’sContinue reading “Humble Beginnings”
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