I was never a great planner –more roll with the tide and float with the punches. However, looking back at my younger self, I never had the slightest idea that I would spend the last years of my life in a country as far away from where I was born, grew up and spent most of my adult life as it is possible to be. I intended or, at least, hoped to have several children but only produced the one, a wonderful one but nevertheless a solitary child. I wandered into publishing as a career after leaving university and ended up writing non-fiction books on all sorts of subjects from ballet to feng shui and from yoga to fine art, but mostly, good heavens, cookbooks. I vaguely expected to become a grandmother one day, but it was a huge surprise when I did – and then again and again and…
Do I regret any of it? Well, not much. Do I have a clue how it happened? Well not much.
How about your plans?
Has anyone else got a silent dog ?
Patronising comments about mature love
Anyone see the first episode of The Party?
If heaven is so wonderful, why do people pray to stop someone going there

for ann and everyone else coping with a life that hasn't turned out the way they would wish.
Fellow feeling Kitty!