When Aunt Margaret was ladling a stew from the pot, I slipped a pack of antibacterial wipes from my handbag
When are you two finally going to buy a flat? Margarets voice was sharp, insistent. She sat on the sofa
James tells me hes bored of me, and suddenly Im bored of him. Almost two years ago I hear a line from
Youre not his wife, youre a maid. Youve got no children! Mum, Poppys staying here. Were redoing the flat
28May2025 Diary I can still hear the words my husband John said almost two years ago, words that have
“No, Mum. You wont be visiting us again. Not today, not tomorrow, not next year.”
Youre not a wife at all, youre just a servant. You havent any children! My dear mother, Ethel has moved in here.
“I’m sorry its come to this.” “William, are you sure youve packed everything?