The busker grabbed his guitar and started singing and playing along, and there we all were, busking with our little boy.

It is something I miss but the enduring power of classical music has been a source of joy throughout my life…

Always played on high volume so we would truly feel the music in every bone.  When I hear “A Kind Of Magic” today…

My first new year’s eve as a widow … I organised for a group of fellow widows to go to a Murder Mystery event … 

It’s a great title and I am immediately hooked. I want to hear more. It's what a title is meant to do. My thoughts turn immediately to Judy. 

The afternoon was spent walking with my dogs and listening to music, when for some reason I decided to search for songs with her name in them.