There are places in life one stumbles into not by choice but by coercion - fraternal coercion, in this case, which is the worst kind, often dressed up as protection and delivered with the smug authority of an older sibling. That’s how I came to find myself, some years ago now, inside The House That … Continue reading This ole House…
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Carpet Burns!
Not so very long ago - though it feels like a lifetime away, tucked somewhere between youthful folly and the first stirrings of adulthood - I committed an act of such ridiculous misjudgement that it ought to belong to those halcyon days of childhood I so fondly recount. And yet, here I am, book in … Continue reading Carpet Burns!
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