Blowing Away the Cobwebs
I said to my sister, my marriage feels like it’s got a puncture. A slow hiss accompanies us everywhere. We needle one another, are scratchy…
How to Stop Rust
I call Mum late in the day, after a walk which takes me to the top of the farm and gets me out of the ‘office’ and my head out of itself.
Remembering to Forget…and Forgetting to Remember
When I talk to mum, on Skype, I can see her but she can’t see me.