Chasing shadows

Many years ago, not long after we were married, John and I went to Paris for a week.  One day we went to Monmatre.  It is a place famous for its artists. It was a rainy day, and the square was quite empty, but an artist came up and asked if he could do our portraits. ...

Let’s have a proper look!

I am sure that many women will totally identify with this, but it amuses me when my husband asks me ‘Where is my…?”  I tell him where the item is, to which he inevitably replies “I looked there”.  The thing is, for whatever reason, when...