Letter from Laura (May, 2025)
Picnic season, how to eat ice cream, suspect spending, and more...
Last week was my birthday, and the fine weather that ushered it in felt like a gift from the skies. Our neighbours came over with a candle-pierced lemon tart for me to blow out, and I’ve already forgotten the wish I made, so that gives you an idea of how over the hill and dottery I’m already becoming. Oh well, as one friend recently reminded me when I h…