Locked in and kept out?

I sometimes wonder when I was born if Mum walked home from the hospital, pushing me in the hand-me-down pram of my siblings. Growing up without a family car is an integral, carefree, delightful part of who I am – Continue reading “Locked in and kept out?”

Strip Shopping

As the sun starts to set on Saturday afternoons, it is time for Happy Hour, a tradition my husband and I try to uphold. We stop, sit quietly and savor a beer and a glass of wine while we reflect on the past week.  Sometimes Continue reading “Strip Shopping”