Abandoned and fostered as a babe-in-arms, I've spent my life yearning to belong.
Pregnant at 16 by the boy I loved, I thought I'd found my happy place.
How wrong I was.
Becoming a grandmother at 34, I believed my daughter and granddaughter were all I needed - along with the cats I cherish in my café.
Wrong again!
Suddenly people from my past are crawling out of the woodwork and hot men are coming along like buses.
Grab a coffee and a cake at ‘CATNAPS & FLAPJACKS’ and snuggle up with one of my fur-babies as my story unfolds.
