By Colette NiReamonn Ioannidou
I got an excited phone call from a pal.
‘There are amazing butterflies flying around my kitchen,’ she cried ecstatically.
Oh, oh! I know what that means. We have known each other since the 1990s, lost touch and neither of us knew we were now living a few streets away from each other. Since then we’ve had the odd coffee tea together. Some people remain in a certain time freeze of the years they loved best in their lives and are loathe to move on.
Maari’s home looks late...