There was no lunch laid out for me the other day. It’s a habit of mine to leave my door open, while I write in my study. The cook comes in everyday as she has been coming for the last twenty five years and cooks a meal for me. When…
Inspirational Stories, spiced with Humour
There was no lunch laid out for me the other day. It’s a habit of mine to leave my door open, while I write in my study. The cook comes in everyday as she has been coming for the last twenty five years and cooks a meal for me. When…