I’ll warn you now – there is no logic in this post. If logic is what you’re looking for – watch out because here be dragons.

I used to collect small stones from the woods.

Abbeyford Woods, Devon

Not just any old stones. White ones were lucky, but pinkish ones were a portent of something exciting to come.

I suppose we might be thinking that I was quite small when I did this.

I was thirty-two.