Home sweet home

It's great to go on holiday ..... and great to come home again. I love my front door, partly because of the light but mostly because of what I know lies behind it. And my mind goes to Friday night when we'll have scores of people, all ages, all backgrounds, sleeping rough in Chelmsford to raise awareness and raise funds for the homeless. Which then reminded me of a piece I saw recently on where children sleep. Catch a look at it here. There really is no place like home, whatever it is like ...... so long as you have one.