The Snow is My Excuse
I was reading this piece quietly, letting a 'take' on winter that I recognised wash gently over me, and suddenly my name appeared. Thank you so much, and I'm so happy that you enjoyed both my review and Jane Fraser's book.
I share your horrors of freezing childhood winters. Once lived through, never forgotten.
I was reading this piece quietly, letting a 'take' on winter that I recognised wash gently over me, and suddenly my name appeared. Thank you so much, and I'm so happy that you enjoyed both my review and Jane Fraser's book.
I share your horrors of freezing childhood winters. Once lived through, never forgotten.