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The bus slowed to a stop and as passengers climbed off, Sarah turned her head and looked out of the window and gasped.
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The bus slowed to a stop and as passengers climbed off, Sarah turned her head and looked out of the window and gasped.

A novel way to promote my books - pun intended..!

We moved into our new home on April 1st and I really thought the limbo period was over at last.

Writing for me is a hobby but one I’m passionate about.

It’s been two months since we returned to England and I’m pleased to report we are loving being back.

I can't get Robert Browning’s poem, ‘Home-Thoughts, from Abroad’, out of my head. ‘Oh, to be in England’ and Oh, I know I am because its raining incessantly..!
Hello and welcome to the continuing saga of two humans, a cat and a dog returning to live in England after nearly two decades in France.
Wrapping a family photograph brought me absolute clarity that going back to England is the right thing to do.

George wrote the beautiful song, All Things Must Pass and that chimes with my mum’s moto, Nothing Stays the Same. They were both right, change comes and I for one welcome it.

‘Are you awake?’