I am standing in a field in rural Somerset in South West England. Overhead, the skies are foreboding, leaden and grey. A colourful sea of tents and caravans…
Every now and again, I hear a ‘light through the cracks’ story, which I just have to share. One such story has come to my attention today. This…
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’s a beautiful Spring morning and I’m sitting in a spacious living room in a hotel that was once a stately home. The vaulted ceiling is high and…
It’s a dark, cold Saturday evening and I’m reluctantly heading into the city centre, wrapped up in my thick winter coat, hat, scarf, gloves and boots, over all…
It’s been a drab, grey, rainy January day, and I notice the temperature has dropped, as I get out of the car outside my friends’ house and walk…
A wedding invitation has arrived in the post. It’s from an old friend, a guy who’s been an established batchelor for as long as I can remember. It…