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What I love most about the cold is almost nothing. At best it’s an excuse for turtlenecks and soup, a day spent indoors with a book. … [Read more...] about What I Love About the Cold

Of all the sweaty things I do for the sake of my heart and brain this one is the best for drowning. … [Read more...] about Best for Drowning

It makes no sense to be thinking of my Mum when I’m out on London’s gleaming streets, except that it is a city she loved and visited many times, even crashing for a while, if memory serves, in a South London squat with her most Bohemian friend. … [Read more...] about Everywhere, Twinkling

In the decades leading up to The Birthday, there are other birthdays. One at a campground in New Zealand — a gift of possum-fur nipple warmers that I lose before getting a chance to enjoy them. … [Read more...] about The Big Birthday

We save the volcano for last, because— Because, because, because. … [Read more...] about The Story Ends Because

We woke Christmas day in a downtown hotel in the city of my birth: me, the husband, and the dog. … [Read more...] about Elevator Dog: A Metaphor