Listening to Marianne Faithful on my iPod; early morning cycle ride. She sings : " ..and there were oh so many ways for her to spend the day; she could clean the house for hours or rearrange the flowers or run naked through the shady streets screaming all the way..." I am writing a book on being a Carer. Would it be more real, I wondered this morning , if I ran naked through the streets screaming ?
The adventures of an author