Monthly Archives: April 2017

“Just like the fifties,” says Mum, gazing at the broken skyline. “It was like it when I was born, and it’ll be like it when I die.” “You’re not going to die, Mum,” I say. “Not yet. You’ll get through … Continue reading →

My Facebook stream is getting too full again. Time for another cull? Not of people, not ‘friends’ you understand, that’s not the problem. It’s these random items like weather reports and reminders of things I’d rather forget and articles that … Continue reading →

It is terrible being poor I feel powerless I cannot afford the Semtex