I have started to read Sue Perkins' autobiography.
It's an unexpected joy.
I have always liked the presenter and comedian, even though she can be incredibly verbose at times, yet she writes with incredible warmth and affection for people and situations that I couldn't help smiling as I turned the pages.
" Sometimes when searching, I have come across things which cut deep. An innocuous cardboard box with " I love you" scribbled on it in the carefree scrawl of an old boyfriend. A sorry note from a little girl to her parents, a little girl who hadn't yet done anything to be sorry for. There were so many sorry notes in fact that nowadays, in arguements, when I'm being intractable and defensive, I wonder if I didn't use up all my apologies as a kid, leaving me nothing left to use in adulthood."Hey ho