A door ajar (1)
Everyday for the past 18 years I’ve walked past the house on the corner of Kensington road, a small detached, unattractive house with an integral garage and a simple garden. […]
Category Archives: A small tale
Stuff
Every drawer, cupboard, wardrobe, cabinet, box, chest and closet stuffed. Stuff; for wearing, for keeping (just in case); for the memories; for that one-time you just might need such stuff… […]
Less is more
It’s been six years since we took a conscious decision to alter our lives drastically, abandon a decent full-time salary and downsize, abroad. Asturias on the north coast of Spain […]
