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: For What It’s Worth
Coming Home – To Daylight
When you wake today you will wake to an important day in the calendar of Melinda. I mean, Victoria (I guess I AM the centre of my own universe but you possibly have a very…