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The Teapots I Never Use
People often assume that because my cupboards are filled with teapots, I must drink a great deal of tea. I don’t. Given the choice, I’ll reach for coffee almost every time. Strong, black, and usually before I’ve fully decided what… Continue reading
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The Day I Bought Someone Else’s Memory
I never intended to become a collector of other people’s stories. In fact, if you’d told me fifteen years ago that I would spend my days rescuing vintage curtains, forgotten teapots, old wallpaper and the occasional object that nobody else… Continue reading
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The Things We Leave Behind
The older I get, the more I realise how much of a life disappears. Not the big things. Those usually survive. The wedding photographs survive. The birth certificates survive. The deeds to the house survive. The obituary survives. What disappears… Continue reading