I Have Really Sinned. I Am Going

Prayer's A Very Tricky Business.

Perhaps If I Make Myself Write I Shall Find Out What Is Wrong With Me.

Was I The Only Woman In The World Who, At My Age - And After A Lifetime Of Quite Rampant Independence - Still Did Not Quite Feel Grown Up?

The Family - That Dear Octopus From Whose Tentacles We Never Quite Escape, Nor, In Our Inmost Hearts, Ever Quite Wish To.

I Have Noticed That Rooms Which Are Extra Clean Feel Extra Cold