I’ve got that restless, rootless feeling. There are loads of things that need doing in the house – including a major revamp of the central heating – but I can’t muster up the botheration to get it all moving, even though the bathwater is tepid every morning and the girls’ radiators are covered with ice. …
There’s something about autumn leaves falling and all the colours of the outside world changing that brings out a yearning in me. I suppose I should say it’s for poesie by the fire side, or at least for apple crumble or a bonfire or two. But in fact it’s simpler and more elemental than that. …
Be warned, all you mothers of nice, neat toddlers with one pair of shoes each, or even primary school mums, whose offspring just have a couple of pairs. Here is a picture of the cupboard downstairs where my DVDs were supposed to go: I’m not even going to show you a picture of the bench …