This is one of the saddest books I've ever read. That's not to say it isn't good, it is. But it is also pretty unrelentingly sad. Sally Magnusson, daughter of the well-known writer and TV personality, Magnus Magnusson, writes both her mother's life story and the story of the mother's descent into dementia. Along the... Continue Reading →
Do your memories hold you? Or do you hold your memories?
I have just 'reclaimed my life' from the loft and found two things of very great value to me that I thought had been lost. These are the last two lost items that I feared had inadvertently gone to the tip when we moved last December. My joy and my house now feels complete! (See... Continue Reading →