‘When a Twitter Message Isn’t Enough…’
She’s lost her daughter.
However which way you say it, using as many euphemisms as you like to make it sound less gut-wrenchingly desperate – it isn’t. 913 more words
Let’s start at the end. At around 2:30pm yesterday afternoon, whilst waiting for my family, I sat on the kerbside at the end of The Mall eating and drinking whatever goodies I found in my finishers bag, swapping stories with a fellow marathon vet. 638 more words