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Home and away.

My daughter comes home. In the too-early morning frenzy of showering and dressing and having a coffee jolt I check that the plane will be on time. It’s running ahead of schedule. Whoever heard of such a thing? What can … Continue reading

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Reading in the day time.

One day, long ago and in my youth, I went to collect a bed that had been stored with the daughter of a woman I worked with. We arrived at the appointed time in the morning and the woman, young, … Continue reading

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But are we there yet?

One of the great obstacles to travelling? Flying. Economy class. You’re sitting in a squishy-squashy space, in an uncomfortable seat that reclines ever so slightly under duress. There’s no room for your feet, especially not if you choose to store … Continue reading

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