I’m not the bravest person in my friendship group but I’m curious and determined to make the best of life. However, as I’ve got older it’s dawned on me that change and I are uneasy bedfellows. In truth, I’m distrustful – superstitious, even – of change and this has infiltrated most decisions I make, big and small. BIG: it took seven years of careful consideration, spreadsheets and sleepless nights to move to a different city (just 50 miles away and inhabited by friends). SMALL: my daily habits are so set in stone that
