New Passport and New Books

Recently I needed to renew my passport and for various reasons choose the passport office's Premium service in Victoria, London, ~ a one day, no fuss, in your hand, take it home with you service. Perfect! A freezing cold Thursday accompanied by drizzle that hangs over central London like a grey overcoat. The sort of rain that's light and fuzzy to let you know it's here, yet not heavy enough in a downpour for me to raise an umbrella. I hate getting wet and couldn't decide what to do and held my closed brolly in my hand ~ just in case. Arriving at the office by the skin of my teeth, thanks to a late running train, I joined an airport style queue. Inside the building they had no fear of paying

Happy New Year!

As New years Eve blends into the night, brashly dressed in sparkly colours against the cold, we wait. Ready to shed the old and grasp the welcome of the new. Every year we boast next year will be better! I'll be good, thinner, smarter, happier, whatever. I'll find love and ditch the toxic relationship that has been holding me back. There is something quiet and reflective about a New Year Day morning. The sound of silent positivity hangs in the air about what is to come and what might be. A certainty that this year is my time. "It has to be," we tell ourselves. I have a big birthday in the summer, the sort with a big fat nought on the end. Plans are already in place to celebrate big, ticking

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