A Little Piece of Home, Always Close to Your Heart Isn't it rather lovely how certain places just stick with you? Like a comforting old jumper or that favourite mug that's seen a million tea breaks. For me, and I suspect for many of you too, there are places that whisper stories of where we came from, where we grew up, or where truly special moments unfolded. It’s those ties, those invisible threads, that truly warm the cockles of one’s heart, wouldn't you agree? This past week, I found myself reminiscing about a particularly delightful chat I had with a chap who’d moved halfway across the glo...