Every couple of months, the window cleaner will send me a text, telling me he’s going to turn up the following day, and asking me to leave access…
This is the date, twenty years ago, when I could have been killed or left permanently paralysed. It still fills me with awe and wonder that I’m here.…
It was on this date, 18 years ago, when this story started. What’s recorded here is a synopsis. I’ve written the full version as a chapter in my…
It was on this date, eight years ago, when this story ended. What’s recorded here is a synopsis. I’m writing a full version as a chapter in my…