I am red, especially a red satin wedding dress. Sometimes I am blue, rarely black these days. I am multicoloured handknitted dishcloths. I am saluting, good morning Mr Magpie. I am Christmas. I am wife and best friend to the love of my life. I am words. I am long, long drives in the country. I am lists, writing them, losing them, and writing them again. I am rooibos tea. I am a bit of Tigger and a lot of Eeyore, a little Country Mouse and rather more Town Mouse. I am trees, and expansive skies. I am Essex and I am the East End. I am rainbow painted toes. I am an owl. I am hot chocolate with marshmallows for breakfast. I am long bubble baths, trying not to get my book wet. I am soft boiled eggs mashed with potatoes, eaten with a spoon. I am Mango Body Butter and Dolce Vita by Dior. I am snuggly blankets knitted by a beloved Auntie, I am Doris' niece and I will never forget. I am cherry brandy. I am grasshopper mind. I am feeding the birds. I am sweet peas in a windowsill jam jar. I am odd socks and pashminas, long skirts, jeans and Converse. I am silver. I am Joseph's mother, it is written on my soul. Here I am.