This diary tells about me, Piereth, and my lovely son. I'm a mother first and foremost, now. I'm married. I live a comfortable life in a beautiful southern city, surrounded by spectacular scenery. I have a loyal circle of much-valued friends who would drop everything to help me!
Everything I need I have.
Why do I feel like there's a 'but' coming? And why should there be a but? What happened to counting your blessings and all that??!
So this is my account of my bizarre travails. There's no justification for it except - well, see if you can spot one.
