The look of disgust on Dad’s face should be immortalised in marble for future generations to recognise in themselves when they taste coriander for the first time. “It tastes like soap!” He shakes his head…
Category: Coming Home
Coming Home – To The Library
This month has been a hard month. I’ve had the sort of month that is not normally shared on social media or written about in blogs, it’s really not been very pretty or inspiring to…