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Last Sunday was Mother’s Day.
If that is news to you, I suggest a hasty trip to the florist might be in order. Or you might get away with giving your mum a card this Sunday and then acting surprised when she tells you it was actually last week.
I love me a good walk. (Careful when you read that)
Admitting this may make me sound 20 or 30 years older than I actually am, but I make no apologies for unashamedly enthusing over the simple joys of walking. Perhaps it comes from growing up in Somerset, or from being an only child and enjoying my own company. Alternatively, it could be my natural kinship with nature. Or maybe I’m just insufferably boring.
Today is Valentine’s Day.
You might have noticed because all of your Facebook friends decided to inform you of the fact. Just in case that one poor, calendar-less soul out there had forgotten.
This year I have a single New Year’s Resolution.
I am going to start closing cupboards after I use them.