People are friendlier, they’d help if you got stabbed, you know, dial 999 for you. They just wouldn’t in the south. But it rains a lot: makes everything green. Clouds decorate huge skies, something to look at while you wait for the bus – today’s only bus trundling through mountains, by glistening water to a […]
100 words – Summer in the north
Summer in the north. There’s a moment when the sun finally gets its hat out from behind the fat coats when we stand, dazzled and gaze at the bright. Oh, how lovely! And we peel off the layers to reveal naked skin, startled and smooth, like unshelling prawns. Toes and armpits and knees startlingly unclothed. […]