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    Things that we take for granted

    Recently a friend lost her brother and today I shared a recipe that I had been given by my brother. It made me think about the things, the people we take for granted and how lucky I am to have such a fantastic family. Seldom do we tell our loved ones how much they mean to us. It is sloppy, silly and we feel embarrassed to share the feelings that we have. We know that they are aware of our feelings, we know that they are secure in our love. Perhaps that is why we feel able to keep our feelings to ourselves. So today I am sharing with anyone…

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    The tale of Boris the cat

    I am looking after the neighbours cats while they are away and when I went to bring them in there was no sign of Boris the tabby. I called and called and even got the emergency tuna bribe out of the cellar. Still no Boris. After we had our meal I had another look. I was beginning to get worried as it had started to rain, with thunder and lightning. Another hour passed and I was out again, scouring the neighbourhood for bloody Boris. Dad shouted from our house that they had found the cat. He had been hiding under Mum and Dads’ bed and when Mum went down to…

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    On the plane to Scotland

    I am on my way to Edinburgh for SIL-to-be’s Henny Night. Tonight we will get down and dirty at the Boyzone concert in Glasgow. It is a bit strange, travelling without the kids. I have time to look around me and notice things. Like the couple ahead of me in the queue to get on the plane. Snazzy red trousers, Bavarian jacket and golf gloves. Or are they driving gloves? You know the thing I mean, beige gloves made of leather and mesh material with the Velcro fastening on back of the hand. The weirdest thing was that his wife was wearing a matching pair of gloves. He is sitting…