My first proper day in Newtown involved all of the above. The fury wasn’t mine (thankfully) but the other two were and are. I’m loving it here in my oversized room with my screen-less window and the sounds of the street below. I love that I can look out of my window into Meredith’s room (friend from church), and that earrings and chocolate were part … Continue reading Of fury, flatpacks and flaking out
Sooo… it’s a blog. I feel like I should apologise or explain, as I promised I’d never do this. What if I do half of each… I don’t know how long I will blog for, whether it will be one post or a thousand, but I’m going to give it a try for these reasons: I love to write but I don’t do it very … Continue reading by way of explanation..