Just been going through an old book of mine and stumbled upon this memory. When I was in Turkey there was this little girl, tiny, about 3 or so and she was blind. The one day her mom was walking around the shops with her and they walked past me and I used to talk to her mom from time to time. Anyway I was talking to the little girl and she started playing with my bangles, she obviously liked the sounds and texture of them. It really moved me, I felt as though it was just her and me. It’s a memory that I will always treasure and I hope to fill this blog with such things that they can be more permanent than my memory bank.