My Mother Is The Best Storyteller. And

The Feel Of Them (books) And The Smell Of Them. A Bookshop Was Like An Aladdin's Cave For Me. Entire Worlds And Lives Can Be Found Just Behind That Glossy Cover. All You Had To Do Was Look." Claire (watermelon)

I Went Grey At 12, My Eyesight Went At 17. I've Been A Crock From Very Early On.

Relationship Gurus Always Said That An Attraction Based On Friendship And Mutual Respect Was Far More Likely To Stay The Course - And The Bastards Were Right.

Besides, I'd Seen A Really Nice Pair Of Shoes Yesterday In The Mall And I Wanted Them For My Own. I Can't Describe The Feeling Of Immediate Familiarity That Rushed Between Us. The Moment I Clapped Eyes On Them I Felt Like I Already Owned Them. I Could Only Suppose That We Were Together In A Former Life. That They Were My Shoes When I Was A Serving Maid In Medieval Britain Or When I Was A Princess In Ancient Egypt. Or Perhaps They Were The Princess And I Was The Shoes. Who's To Know? Either Way I Knew That We Were Meant To Be Together.

Optimism Can Be Relearnt.