Numbers

J. was here at the weekend. He’s eight and he’s a numbers boy. He assessed my fuel gauge as we drove out towards the coast.  It’s shaped like a clock, with twelve rays fanning out in a circle, all of which light up orange when it’s full, then each ray is stubbed out as the … Continue reading Numbers

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I wake from a long sleep to heavy rain and a stiff back.  For a moment I wonder if they are related.  Can my body predict the weather?  Then I remember yesterday’s Pilates session to which I had creakily returned after too long a break.  Thank goodness - I’m not sure I want to be … Continue reading Visit