Okay then, it’s the eighth shortbread finger - just the thing to sweeten up quarantine.
Tonight is the Winter Solstice, the longest night of the year. It is also the 50th anniversary of the longest night of my life.
At the end of that long, cold night, I saw the most beautiful sunrise. And I knew that I’d walked into hell and come out the other side, into the light of a new day, heading into Christmas, surrounded by love.