Object Permanence
He's gone again. It was a Friday morning full of leaving. No matter how hard I try it always fore-shadows the day. I am saying…
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He's gone again. It was a Friday morning full of leaving. No matter how hard I try it always fore-shadows the day. I am saying…
He is snoozing in an armchair next to me as the boat engine rumbles away behind us. Fuelling the warm radiators, the hot water, the…
A long time ago, in a small market town, there lived a woman who thought she knew what it was to be loved and that…
It's been 119 days since we met. Since I breathed in your scent at the delicious point where your shoulder meets your neck. Under the…
I remember it so clearly. I was lying on my bed even though it was lunchtime, I was still wearing my underwear which was also…
Those of you that follow me on twitter will have seen my message about my mum's death. She became ill with Corvid-19 around a week…
I was reminded the other day about the state known as subfrenzy. This is most notable in women who become aware of the concept of…
In common with any of us I am experimenting with baking bread whilst at home. An important part of this is the equipment required which…
I don't know about you but I am aware of tears not being far away most of the time. Outwardly I am doing OK, if…