on the importance of noticing things as a writer

plus animal blessings for thanksgiving

Once a year my local Anglican church holds animal blessing ceremonies. I only know about it because they put up posters round the neighbourhood. Seeing them always provokes an odd mixture of feelings. When I first moved to Kensal and had tiny babies I remember thinking, Oh! How sweet! I should take the boys. But we didn’t have a pet then, so it seemed a…