
The Year of Reconnecting
My eldest sister’s funeral was the last time I went back to the UK.Thanks for reading!
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My eldest sister’s funeral was the last time I went back to the UK.Thanks for reading!

We have become extraordinarily good at measuring progress.

I turned up at the altar with bruises still colouring in.

Somewhere in a filing cabinet in a town I can’t fully remember the name of, there’s a parish record of my family that no longer exists anywhere else.

Hull, mid-nineties.

On Niches, Honesty, and Not Giving a Damn Whether You Read This

(By the way, that looks like an Apple lappy…urgh…not my thing lol)

I did the sum properly the other morning, sitting with the kind of coffee you only get right when there’s nobody waiting for the pot.

I can tell you the exact moment I stopped thinking of cold as an enemy.

A Reflection on Early Life

Everything Your Grandparents Knew That Modern Society Forgot

If You Care to Look, Which Is Increasingly Discouraged