Southbound.

  The house was cold and dark and the key was unfamiliar to my touch as it slid into the lock.  A new build house of about 15 years old, it had one of these new multi lever security doors that require not only the key to be turned, but also the handle to be […]

When one door closes….

  Written May 2018. Strangely I am writing this particular piece back in the exact spot in Mark’s flat that I started this blog.  Back once again in the little SE England town where I lived for almost 10 years and where everything in life changed.  I’m back here to sign on the Dole again […]