The flat phone rings at 4.38pm. “Hello,” I say. “Hello my lovely,” Seb says. “How did you know I was here?” I say. “It’s Monday. I ought to be at the office. I mean – I was at the office but I came home because I’ve got a temperature and…” “Oh yes,” Seb says. “I […]
“Hello,” Seb says. He is calling me on the actual telephone. “Hello darling,” I say. “Isn’t the weather glorious?” he says. “Yes, it was great to come back to some sunshine,” I say. “I missed you,” he says. “I missed you too,” I say. I wore my little silver necklace that you gave me the […]
What am I going to do, I think. Am allergic to feathers and it is possible, even probable, that Seb has feather bedding. All day I worry about this. “Well then you must take your own bedding in a wheely suitcase,” a friend says. And would, if was going there and back in car. But […]
Scars, Tears and Training Bras 