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My mum has been gone now for seven years. As more time passes, and I’m able to distance myself from the last years of her life that were so consumed by illness, I find I’m able to remember her with increasing clarity. I was by her side for all the defining moments of her disease, […]

Also, denim overalls.

I found out this week that my five year-old son needs to get glasses. I’m sure genetics must play a role here, because I wore glasses from the age of three until probably about 15 years old. And I HATED them. I was always the only kid in my class who wore glasses, and I’m […]