Yellow is not one of my favourite colours. I will avoid wearing it following memories of a yellow frock with a daisy collar I had to wear to a wedding in 1970, and when I was working for the book company, I owned a blue skirt with yellow blossoms on it which blended perfectly with the new decor to such an extent I could stand against the wall and become practically invisible.

When we moved to Lincolnshire in 2007, we bought a property in a village with no pub, school, Post Office, church, or corner shop. In fact, the cottage was formerly the original school, having been built in 1847 and thus full of character.

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