It’s five to five and I’m packing up in preparation to leave for the day. The phone rings. Again. Arrgh. Perhaps I’ll leave it. It’s home time, after all. Sigh. Picks up phone. Phone spiel. ‘Hi, it’s me!’ ‘Hi, you. Where are you?’ ‘I’m sitting in a park.’ ‘Really, where?’ ‘Outside the Riga Castle. In [...]

Here is my dressing table. Just the usual stuff with a sneaky part pic of the photographer in the reflection of the mirror.

There he was at Beth’s party a couple of weeks ago. And there he was again on Saturday night at the party in honour of my friend, Liz. He knows my friend Trish. And my friend Natalie. I don’t really know him but there are a lot of links. PS. His name in NOT Daniel [...]