Writing
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The caravan
My mother sent me photos of the old caravan. For as long as I can remember, more than 25 years, my…
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Go outside
A midday call to my sister, only slightly coherent, my brain still whirling from everything…
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It’s all coming together nicely
It’s strange, but wonderful, when so many things click into place. Or, rather than clicking…
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People are stupid
I’ve been arguing with myself over whether to write something online for some time and this…