Comforts to Bring; Comforts to Go Home For

Being away from home means working out what you need to hold yourself together.

When I was a kid, I was sitting in the back of my parent’s car, heading for a weekend away. I realised, when we were about halfway there, that I’d forgotten Bronwyn. I screamed out loud.

Bronwyn was (well, is) a small brown bear who used to have a pretend heartbeat, who smells weirdly like pickled onion crisps and who I have loved with a high percentage of my heart since I was very small. She came places with me. I told her things. I cuddled her every…