The End of the Postcards from Portugal
May 28th Dear Mr Postman, It is the end. I’m writing to you from the clouds, squeezed in between twin boy and girl back en route to Blighty. Leg space …
Travel / Out and About
Happy Birthday BB (Postcards from Portugal)
May 28th Dear Mr Postman, We knew it would happen. Like every good novel, a holiday has a beginning, a middle, and an end. Today marks the end. I speak …
Being the victim of crime, what happened after the conference…..
I was bone weary tired. I was tired in a way that only a night of over exuberance can create. Where my sugar levels were crashing hourly. Where diet coke …
Dying Young: Making you appreciate the moments (Postcards from Portugal)
25th May Dear Mr Postman, Bit of a odd start Mr P today. I think I mentioned before we are good holiday ‘joiner inners’ and the kids like to join …
Anyone else write to their legs?
Dear Legs, I thought I ought to send you a quick note. You may or may not have noticed that I have been writing to the postman recently but today …