Having refocused my life to prioritise things I enjoying doing, rather than letting work rule everything, I am spending more and more time volunteering. One of the organisations I support is the Swedish Church in London. The ' Syjunta ', sewing club in English, meets every two weeks during term time. All of the ladies speak Swedish and most of them are well and truly retired, some having moved to England more than 60 years ago. I affectionately call the ladies who are part of the Syjunta 'my sewing grannies'. I never met one of my grandmothers (mormor) as she passed away when my mother was a teenager, and my other grandmother (farmor) passed away when I was still very young, but I remember her lovely singing voice and painting talents with fondness. Recently, the Syjunta lost one of our amazing members to cancer; her quilting skills were second to none, but she never ever wanted to hear how good she was. A lovely, humble lady, who never had any children of her ow...