Last week, I saw a DJ busking in a doorway complete with mixing deck on his knees…

I’m glad my bereavement course is coming to an end. Having to talk, think and write about loss, grief and death isn’t fun when those things are happening in your life.

At work, a customer bought 2 matching lottery tickets and gave me one, explaining that if we won we would go away together. No idea how to react to that, I took the ticket though.