As I’ve previously mentioned, our lovely, crazy and inspirational friend Emily Parsons is running an average of more than a marathon a day for six consecutive days. On the seventh day, she will run the Great North Run. The GNR is just a half-marathon but we’ll let her off because it’s a Sunday, which is, after all, supposed to be a day of Continue reading “What’s the Crack?”
On this date seven years ago, Graham asked me to marry him, having sought my parents’ permission a couple of days before. He had intended to propose the next day (a Saturday) but was so nervous that he jumped the gun. Continue reading “Propose in Haste, Turn Silver at Leisure”
First, two firsts.
For the first time since at least October, I have worn a symbol of my married status. Although I have lost two and a half stone since Christmas, I still can’t get either my wedding or engagement ring on. Happily, my eternity ring is back on my ring finger: Continue reading “From Eternity to Hair”