What do I write about myself? A neat little biography perhaps. Or better still, a listing of labels: 38, working woman, entrepreuner-of- sorts, mother, wife, daughter, do-gooder, traveller, dieter, keeper-of-fish, maid-coordinator, wrinkle-worrier... I give up!

There are far too many labels, and at the end of all the labelling, the story still remains untold!