Huge turn in my life. Well, fairly huge. This is not the stuff of true tragedies and for that I thank God. Even like this, I have it easy.

My husband got fired from his job today. Instead of a Christmas bonus, or a hamper (today being the 22nd of December) he got put in a meeting with some people he had never met and handed a cheque for 2 months' salary in exchange for a signature saying that he was leaving voluntarily and of his own accord.

We will manage, somehow, but almost certainly, we will have to leave the gorgeous comfort of Mallorca, a place where together we have been happier than at any other time. A place where the sun shines almost all year round and I can't manage to be sad for long. A world where my children are thriving, learning languages, playing on their huge sandtray, the endless beach that surrounds us everywhere.

And now more than ever do I wish that I had a decent salary, that my writing could be translated into dollar signs. All I can do in a desperate bid to stay is to work all the hours God sends teaching English, and even then we will have to downsize our lives almost completely. I know we won't do it. Rather than that, we'll go back to the rainy sadness of England, with its short days and loud yobs and people burnt out from a lifetime of paperwork. We'll go there, and we'll once again have a reasonable lifestyle, in financial terms, and I will hope not to wither completely.

I wish now I had studied for something lucrative and secure, the kind of job that one can do anywhere. I wish I felt I could pull my family afloat, but I can't. My book is still in the making, 150 pages of 360 now revised. I started it in Mallorca, inspired by its beauty, its changes in landscape, the change in my life, for the better, because everything got started anew and flowed well in Mallorca. Compared to last year, I am so much better. I am slimmer, I write better, I have taken control of some of my bad tendencies. I like myself so much more, I am so much happier.

And now, this breaking of the glass. Where will we go?

Whatever happens, I will continue to write. That I can take with me.