There are really no ways to make this sound truly awesome. So I’m just going to come out with it. For the last year, I’ve been living… …in Devon. I know, I know, cue commiserations all round, a few condolences high fives, the deep understanding of the trauma I’ve been,…
Monday 21st December 2015 – “I fought a bear.” That was the excuse one of my mates came out with when he came into school walking like an old man. He stuck to the story admirably, but after about a week he relinquished the real tale. He’d fallen down the…
Tuesday 18th August 2015 – I might never see it again. The house that is. Not due to any trip caused malaise or self caused misadventure, but because it is about to be sold. My family is moving across the country and it magically coincides with me being away. I’ll…
