I love Dionne Warwick and A House is not a Home is one of her finest. I couldn't get this out of my head as I made my way to Home House this morning, to take part in the Women in Digital networking breakfast, humming it as I walked up to the front door in a way that was reminiscent of my Dad's whistling when he's in the middle of something. Age related or genetics? I'm going for the latter but the number of parental traits I seem to have adopted as my own recently makes me question the validity of that choice.
