Dear Sally, So here I was on an idyllic Aegean island, sipping iced coffee on the hotel balcony overlooking the pool and writing my next best seller, 50 Shades of Greece. Dreaming of dark, unexplored places. And suddenly it all went wrong.
Dear Sally, I’m on my honeymoon with my husband Pieter and his mother. They’ve gone snowboarding and I’m stuck in front of a roaring fire with a glass of wine. I don’t think this is going to work. What should I do?
Dear Sally, My father’s last wish was to have his ashes scattered from The Matterhorn, Switzerland’s famous mountain peak. But when we arrived in Zurich, the airline had lost the bag containing his urn.