This is a cutting from the front page of the Daily Mirror, June 25, 1990. Ignore Steffi Graf running on a beach (if you can) and digest, if you would, the dramatic headline on the right.
Mum’s Going to Madrid
The first thing I did when we returned from our camping trip in France was to book another holiday. Don’t get me wrong, we’d had a great time and the Dordogne was fabulous but the
The Gallery – A Smile – Carnival fun in Nice
How’s that for some big, slightly scary, smiles. My son Rory, aged just 13 at the time, took all of these photos when we visited Nice in February 2009 to see the annual carnival, a series
With apologies to Rod Stewart
Maggie May is an iconic song, loved and cherished by all of a certain generation. On Friday I probably scuppered that for a lot of people when I rearranged it as a song for a
I’ve had so many men before…
…in very many ways. This is a line I have to sing in a charity concert in October. I’m trying desperately hard not to snort or, as they say in the business, ‘corpse’ after I sing
The Gallery – A Celebration – Family Reunion
Do you see a family resemblance? That’s me on the left and my second cousin, Toni, on the right. We used to go to the same school, Toni was born at the same time as
Case History
My husband has a thing about luggage. Women may have a fetish for handbags but Dougie can’t pass an Antler shop or the luggage department at John Lewis without touching up the cases. Usually when
The Gallery – Back to School – Little boy, big boy
Here’s Rory starting in Reception class with his smart blazer and lunch bag. . See below for his first day of Secondary school, in 2007, about to walk to the bus stop with his rucksack over his