“Come on, you two, we are going to be late for school,” I called upstairs as they brushed their teeth. Normal school day morning: running late; house in chaos; children can’t find their homework; husband focused on getting himself to the train on time. Finally, I had both children strapped into the back seat of the 4x4 and on the way through the traffic for the fifteen-minute drive to the school. Due to meet for lunch wit...

Sitting over a coffee in town with some girlfriends, my phone pinged with a series of incoming messages. Suspecting I knew the source, and after a suitable pause, I made the excuse that I need to visit the toilet. Locking myself in a cubicle, I opened the phone. My heart skipped a beat when I saw it was from him. “You should take some time out, and go shopping for something to wear when we meet. Let your imagination run w...