Friday Morning Musings.

For some reason my brain dribble is particularly active this morning. I love finding old photographs of my parents and grandparents. It's so lovely to have a little peak into their lives prior to children and the seriousness of adult life. Catching a glimpse into a world you have never been a part of and... Continue Reading →

The boy at the bus stop.

Today has been a day of rummaging through my dusty loft and discovering old things. In a tattered journal I found a short entry from 2011. I was going through a blue patch and having a particularly rough day, when I met a strange boy who was able to brighten my mood. He was rather... Continue Reading →

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