Except I do, of course. And I bought this one because of three things: the title, the cover, and the recommendation. I didn’t know anything about it.
I am never going to stop caring about spilled milk. And here is why.
While I was interviewing him for a different story, Dr Richard Doehring casually mentioned that he was “host to a colony of hookworms.” His tone was gleeful. I thought, wtf?
I’ve said a lot lately that I am not going to write about welfare any more. I am tired. I am so tired of saying the same things over and Continue Reading →
Every day, nine people are diagnosed with breast cancer in New Zealand. Pink Ribbon Breakfasts are held every May to raise money for vital research.