Fare Well

I will be saying goodbye to the year at the end of this decade in Mylor Harbour, Cornwall. I'm here for a well-earned holiday in the fresh sea air, and to spend time with loved ones. In such beautiful surroundings, looking over the English Channel and the sweeping moorland, marked with farms and villages which … Continue reading Fare Well

Julie

A year ago, I dreamt this with great clarity. When I woke, I wrote it down. Julie is nine. She's English. She has long, straight hair which swings long past her shoulders and is cut with a fringe touching her eyebrows. Under the fringe her large, dark round eyes stand out. Her hair is such … Continue reading Julie