The brakes on my car fail dramatically one Sunday as I am on my way to collect a friend. No harm done – I’ve only just left home, and haven’t yet reached more than 10mph. We take a train instead.
For many years I volunteered on Christmas Day then spent some time with my elderly Mother. Once my Mother died I was able to spend Christmas entirely on my own and I loved it: a walk on the beach and a lovely veggie curry for Christmas dinner.
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