When I was twelve a virus struck my fish and they all died suddenly except Desiree who looked extremely unwell gasping for air at the surfac

One of the marvellous things in my aging, is I can talk about the ‘many’ booboos I have made.

Where there is a will there is a way, and I feel that in my own small way.

It was only after all my grandparents & my father had died that I started asking my mum questions: “When did you first learn about death?"

How I coped when my dog died.