Inside it’s warm and the kids are singing, noisy and excited by their evening’s fun. School tomorrow and there’s gossip. Outside is all rain and dark and lorries making dirty spray clouds. The lights fracture through the windscreen spreading as I fumble with wiper speed and demist. “Play my song now.” Music is loud and […]
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One of my favourite sounds is the silence that flops onto my table when heads bend over plates and forks get to work. The attention to the cook’s labours, the answer to hunger’s rumble. For a while the belly filling is the only thing until someone remembers that we’re not animals allowed to respond to […]
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Digging a hole. First you stamp the spade (though it might be a shovel, I’ve no idea) through the grass and it crunches deep through roots and past pebbles. There are worms, and halved worms. Running beasties flee and slitherers manouver moist muscle to escape. Stratum of soil from sandy brown-paper-bag through to brash orangey […]
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Ideas. Ideas rushed through my head today, captivating and charming as they went. Each one seemed, for minute or eight, to be The One. There was the one about writing in the second person; the one so clever it would bring down the patriarchy, the one about the prison, the funny one, the melancholy one […]
