TRAVEL ... VENICE...is there a more exotic, fascinating city? A postcard arrived from Kimberley (step daughter) today and the memories flooded into my kitchen with it. The Fenice Theatre brought to life in John Berendt's 'The City of Falling Angels' makes you go, to experience its magic:The silver-haired stranger who whisked us to our tiny hotel in his wooden outboard then rescued us during the water transport strike, getting lost in the endless winding alleyways, devouring crispy calamari in a different campo every night,lusting after a fortuny light but having no room and less money, experiencing the silence of a gondola ride with only the gondoliers' calls echoing in the distance,being aghast at the advertising erected around the Bridge of Sighs and sighing at the stunning Collezione Peggy Guggenheim...and so much more. Heaven.

If you were a rainbow, what colour would you be? A slice of yellow sunshine or a girly summer pink. Perhaps you are a 'greenie' or a menopausal purple. Maybe we should try to be a bit of everything. Not to be "all things to all people" but to have a beautiful balance, the satisfaction of being "a little bit this", "a touch of that".. and then we can be true to ourselves yet colour the world around us. Bring the heat of red to those feeling the chill of loneliness, to be the bluebird of happiness to those who are sad. Let's all reach out tomorrow, cross that rainbow of dreams and help colour someone else's world.