125 – for my children
This evening, I was massaging the feet of one of my daughters. She’s 19 now, and a father does what a father does. I was reminded, and spoke to her, of… Continue Reading
Richard Pierce – author, poet, painter
This evening, I was massaging the feet of one of my daughters. She’s 19 now, and a father does what a father does. I was reminded, and spoke to her, of… Continue Reading
This has been a difficult week. When considering this post, I realised how easy it is to write certain things into fiction rather than baring all as real people. Because… Continue Reading
I started writing this post in Marmalades in Norwich yesterday, but my Android phone let me get no further than the title, for some odd reason. I wanted to write… Continue Reading