Heading to the Cancer Research charity shop with my black bags, I have mixed emotions because any feelings of altruism I might have are overshadowed by the thrill of decluttering our home. Outside McDonalds are tens and tens of scooters all parked up. Leathered riders, in-between jobs are smoking and jabbering to one another in…
The word to use might be blithe or glib. Or more likely, foolhardy given that so few of us know anything about what we are agreeing to when we accept cookies. It is drummed into us as kids never to accept sweets (candy) from strangers and yet we happily accept cookies offered to us by…
