THE EXPLICABLE PERSISTENCE OF MINI METROS IN THE MIND OF SOMEONE LOOKING OUT FOR THEM

The first house I ever lived in was number 25 Poplar Avenue. It was nothing special, a fifties suburban semi, but I loved it. Primary school was at the top of the hill and as a shy child the walk home was always more about the destination than the journey. Our front gate had 25 … Continue reading THE EXPLICABLE PERSISTENCE OF MINI METROS IN THE MIND OF SOMEONE LOOKING OUT FOR THEM →

IN SEARCH OF THE ABSENT MIND

Memories are curious things, mine has always been selective but of late it simply refuses to have anything to do with anything it deems less than crucial, according to Libby this means just about everything of a domestic nature. Absent mindedness is often the default position of the overtly brilliant, it is supposed to indicate an … Continue reading IN SEARCH OF THE ABSENT MIND →