When I did my English degree 25 years ago (as a mature student). I did a unit of work on Jane Austen and a separate unit of work on Toni Morrison. Both have a place in the canon of literature (my opinion for what it’s worth).
Retirement is it what you thought it would be?
Is a new relationship possible without sex?
Sometimes it’s just the small things that press the bruise isn’t it? 😢
