Firstly, I wish to say a HAPPY THANKSGIVING to all of my American friends. I hope you are all having a wonderful celebration.
Winter is always a strange time for me. 1,348 more words
Every Friday afternoon brings the same sad walk to my appointment, with troubled heart and heavy baggage from the past. There are memories to be revisited and explored, dark days from the 1970s, and finally to reemerge into the darkness that has set. 11 more words
A weekly shop, on the fringes of London, where the city meets the forest lands in a messy belt of industry and retail units, and then the sky turned purple.