- My daughter Saga (4) stroked my hair and kissed my forehead when I lay on the sofa, bone-tired and with a stomach ache.
- Visiting my mum and finding she’d bought soya milk for me to have with my tea. (I haven’t had cow’s milk in a long while, and even the smell these days is enough to turn my stomach.)
- The train journey that was so quiet I could hear myself think.
- A friend and former optician fixed my glasses in my mother’s kitchen in minutes, freeing up tomorrow morning, which would have been spent fucking around getting them fixed at Specksavers.
100 Days Of Blogging #18 – Four Things I’m Grateful For Today
Celebrating the strange and the shadowy, the damned and unseen 