Many years of working in an office, followed by commuting between two continents, and then the death of my mother on 5 May 2012 left me disconnected, detached, somehow apart from myself. I felt in a different place, on the edge of a shadow world. But life was going on round me, tempting me to participate. My initial ambitious plans have simplified: I explore London with Bradshaw’s Hand Book to London of 1862 (and travel as much as feasible); plants have always been a joy and now I have the time and good fortune to explore them in two wonderful gardens; I have baked all my life and would love to create a book for friends; and I have discovered the challenges ofn photography. I am not sure if I am on the ‘right’ path, but I continue to follow, wherever it may lead me.