I remember the first time I fell in love as if it were yesterday, although its more than thirty years ago now. I had just started a new school, and we were going to our first assembly which was held in a drafty old chapel set in the school grounds. Our school looked very grand, and it had once been …

This dusty old perfume bottle is something I have kept for more than twenty years. My husband brought it back for me from either Romania or Czechoslovakia, in the early 1990s, I’m afraid can’t remember which. After meeting at school the age of twelve, we had dated on and off from about the age of fifteen. I always knew I …