by Agnieszka Wolsoncroft Sunday walk #sunday #winter #perthisok #grateful Yesterday morning, David was working, so it was just the two of us at the market. I had the list. Anya had the job. “Six potatoes, please.” Off she went. Back she came, a brown paper bag swinging in her hand, slightly out of breath, entirely pleased with herself. “What’s next, Mummy?” Broccolini. Aubergines. Tomatoes — and she is very particular about the tomatoes, pressing them gently the way she has s