Monthly Archives: August 2010

We walked down to the water’s edge where you took off your dress and threw me the blue towel, ‘Hold that’ you said. The sea was black and warm and the sky was grey and warm and both the sea … Continue reading →

We used to dream of bigger things. Remember the space-age look-out booth we hoisted up that needle tower, to see what starlings praised in flight? The view up there was cycloramic across the Downs, across the Channel along the coast … Continue reading →