Going Home: Keats – Episode 24
June 4th Spiggy sleeps closest to the door, so when Mook knocked, I kicked him out to answer it. Mook arrived with breakfast. Breakfast in bed is getting to be … Continue reading
“Uprooted”
‘You live in your bloody head far too much,’ said Dad, ‘get into the world; away from all those damned books and fancy. We’re building an orchard’ – in the … Continue reading
Going Home: Keats – Episode 23
June 3rd Mook is nowhere to be seen. He’s locked himself away and hasn’t responded except to push a note under his door that says ‘I’m okay’. Spiggy just rolled … Continue reading
Bridgnorth (Impressionist)
The Funicular purring; It’s winding gear and bull heads grind, chasing the heady scent of lavender underhill while warm rain blots spatter the rosemary and sweet pea plants in … Continue reading
Going Home: Keats – Episode 22
After playing some Bach, which Spiggy dismissed as ‘music box rubbish’, we sat down for breakfast. Spig was his usual inscrutable self; Mook, again, had something on his mind. He … Continue reading
Going Home: Keats – Episode 21
As expected, the skin wasn’t looking great; grey and squamous . . .
Will Vigar 
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