Forever Friendships

Oma’s Stones

A collection of polished stones has been in my life for as long as I can remember. Initially it was placed on my grandmother’s sideboard, then - when she downsized into a home - on her TV. Thereafter it graced my parents’ sideboard, until my father’s dementia led him to believe they were edible and my… Continue reading Oma’s Stones

Forever Friendships

The Cafe of Connection

On the last Sunday of every month I find myself heading down to my local repair cafe. It’s part of my regular routine now, but it wasn’t always. The first time I went I wasn’t sure what to expect, even though I’d emailed my queries ahead. I certainly didn’t expect the extent of the warm… Continue reading The Cafe of Connection