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Well with a few crikey and Crumbs  comments the lovely, slightly gauche , 1940s Claire won the Sewing Bee. She wasn't a hugger She didn't shout or cry or  emote very much, She just kept prodding her specs and got on with the job But her mum loved her so very much and her best friends were people from work that respected her

Maria is enjoying her visit back to the 1900's in San Francisco.  She has no desire to return to 2020 and all of its' problems.  At least for now she will find out all she can about this  other Maria that she truly has no memory of and finds it so odd  that she carried this name through to the present life.   She is amazed at the lifestyle she once had,  and the beauty of this Victorian house that was built several years after a catastrophic fire in San Francisco in 1851.   She is hoping to eventually find out what year Maria died.   Not only was there this first Diary she found on the table but also several more upstairs in a cabinet and none of them in any particular order.  Disorder doesn't surprise Maria at all as she herself has always been an unorganized but highly creative person so she is truly enjoying the journals  - or as Maria liked to call them  her "secret diaries"...in a random manner of exploring them. However, the big question that looms in Maria...

I thought I would share a story with you today. Well, to be honest Going Gently is all about stories...but this one is true and is one I couldn't quite share at the time it happened. I'm sat in a park in St Asaph. St Asaph is the " city" where I was born. The cathedral bell has just rung a sombre 9 am and I'm sipping coffee at a picnic table. The sun is shining! The city, is infact the size of a large village and I'm here waiting for Bluebell to have her brakes repaired at a nearby garage My story starts two years ago. I was in a very bad place. My husband had just left me ...I had no job He had taken the car we both used and so I was reliant on friends like jason who loaned me their cars to catch up on the basics . More importantly I had no money. No money which to buy a car and certainly no money to pay a solicitor My solicitor is based in St Asaph Right next to the cathedral I remember the day when I saw her for the first time. She was full of  very Welsh s...