In memory of the children of Aberfan, 21st October 1966 Before the Bell Rang There are mornings that never end, only echo. Aberfan was one of them. The rain had fallen through the night — the kind of Welsh rain that softens the hills but sharpens the nerves. By half past nine, the children of … Continue reading The Slag Heap of Forgetfulness
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The (knot-so) Beautiful Game
Wherever I go, whatever I do, my left shoelace has an uncanny knack for wriggling its way free of the bow I so carefully tie. Always the left! Something supernatural at play? Perhaps it’s because I’m right-handed and lack the same vigour when securing it. Or maybe, I’m simply no good at tying laces. Whatever … Continue reading The (knot-so) Beautiful Game
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