I have written about my best friend Helen, who I met when we both started working at the same place over 17 years ago. Now, we have been on mini breaks, undertaken murder mysteries, gone to the theatre on multiple times, drank ourselves silly, spent many a night dining on good food and generally…

I’ve always thought of my childhood home as a grand old lady. A large stone built building that is at least 200 years old (but probably older than that) She sits in the middle of the High Street surrounded by bushes and flower beds. Now before any says that buildings cannot have a gender…