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, 6 March 2016

Mothers’ Morning

In contrast to yesterday’s all-day celebration, Mothers’ Day was compressed into about an hour over breakfast before the boy shot off for a training day; coffee and scones in Yarm provided some lunchtime compensation, but by teatime it was business as usual as the lady of the house prepared a signature dish for tea.

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