Introduction


Can each day be headlined by a word (or two) and represented by a single sentence?

Will they, in turn, weave together to form a tapestry of the year?

It may be more mundane than momentous, but it’s mine to share.

Sunday, 16 March 2014

Bed Times

On the way home from Richmond yesterday we called into a couple of furniture shops and purchased a new bed for what, now my two daughters are living away, has become the spare room, and it is a sign of the times that a double bed is now needed as when they visit, partners are in tow; the outgoing bed owes us nothing - it is the remaining half of a set of bunks bought for the same two girls aged 7 and 5 some eighteen years ago, when we had to squeeze them into the second bedroom of a two up two down terraced house – and it will now start the cycle over again at a the house of a friend, whose young daughter is due to move out of her cot.

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