Three times in as many weeks: hail. Pearly gemstones plinking down, making a spectacle of themselves, just when we all thought the day might clear. … [Read more...] about Springtime’s Most Rambling Metaphor
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Times I’ve Almost Died
When the shaking started, I was deep, deep down—cocooned in a dream that was yanked away from me when terror plunged its greedy hand into my sleep and hauled me spluttering towards the surface. … [Read more...] about Times I’ve Almost Died
Something After Nothing
It’s true, I’m employed again. … [Read more...] about Something After Nothing
What She Does Next Is Shocking
Years ago Dad bought a 1986 right-hand drive Land Rover Defender, named her Matilda, and sawed her in half. … [Read more...] about What She Does Next Is Shocking
Girl Most Likely To
Let me be the first to tell you I've forgotten what it was I wanted to say. The words I'd been saving squandered elsewhere. … [Read more...] about Girl Most Likely To
All The Last Things
Your last week in Paris, you will do all the last things, big and small. You will tidy your apartment one final time. You will buy cheese at the Marché Raspail along with vegetables that can't be cooked in a hotel room. … [Read more...] about All The Last Things