Apparently, when I was very young and we lived in Kansas, I delighted in driving past the fields of endless yellow flowers that grew near our home. I say “apparently” because I don’t actually remember this at all: it’s my mother who assures me...
I’ve noticed something interesting in the past year – butterflies seem to make an appearance when I least expect them. Whether it’s in my work or in my garden, they seem to seek out my company. A little while ago, I spied something fluttering in our...
It had been a stressful travel morning: catching the rush-hour First Capital trains into London with a small child in tow leaves one feeling as though one just successfully outran the bulls in Pamplona. We managed to find seats, although not immediately adjacent to...
