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This St. Paddy's day weekend we: hung sparkly decorations from the chandelier, opened the curtains to let in the sun, ate sun-warmed tomatoes, wore Mardi Gras beads just cause and enjoyed every possible moment. How about you?

That’s the sound of me landing at Heathrow. * Hello, I’m here. ** You didn’t hear that, did you? Actually, it sounded more like a little “poof”. Because it snowed overnight. And the whole of Oxfordshire is reduced to incredible shapes and shadows. All of which I’m compelled

R and I walk on the beach in the midst of the madness, when everything seams chaotic, a little shaky, a little uncertain. The wind whips up more questions and the future seems hazy. R’s hand slips into mine and