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Sun, fun and feeling the wind in your hair
One of my favourite works of fiction is the Deptford Trilogy by the late Canadian author, Robertson Davies. A master story-teller if ever there was one. In it, one young boy’s instinctive reaction sets the fantastical ball of the story … Continue reading
Not in any way a last resort
Easter Sunday. Cold. Grey. Windy. The occasional teardrop falling. Not mine. They dripped, now and then, from the eyes of the Rain God, lurking in his lair in the dismal clouds above. But I wasn’t surprised. Or disappointed. I’m used … Continue reading
MEMOIRS OF A HUSK 