This life I live in America is so different from the one I lead in Scotland.
In this life, a collector's obsession is always on hand to act as a knitwear model.
In this life, I borrow fabulous and impractical shoes.
In this life, I am a daughter, a sister, an aunt and a life-long friend.
In this life, I don't have to leave the car to get cash, throw things in the rubbish or order expensive, fancy coffee.
In this life, small boys sometimes have chocolate for breakfast...and a bath straight after.
In this life, my childhood sits next to my motherhood.
