Monthly Archives: July 2015

For Greg and all who loved him

Originally posted on confessions of a serial titflasher:
Last weekend I lost a friend. He slipped through my hands just at the last moment, at the point where things were so bad for him, they simply had to get better.…

Posted in Uncategorized | Leave a comment

Dear Kayla

Dear Kayla I’m using your real name in the vain and pointless hope that one day you will read this. I know you are about 10/11 years old in 2015, that you like pretty things, startlingly adult perfume, that you … Continue reading

Posted in Londonish life | Tagged , , , , , | 1 Comment

Losing Dad … a decade on

Ten years ago today, I was about to board a plane to Plymouth, having rearranged it after making a trip to see my father a few weeks before in South Africa, who had been diagnosed with terminal cancer.  It was … Continue reading

Posted in Uncategorized | 4 Comments