Home for Christmas
It was Christmas morning when the first cracks appeared…and it was all my fault. Every year I stubbornly ignore the gaudy decorations that appear as early as October, and swear to […]
It was Christmas morning when the first cracks appeared…and it was all my fault. Every year I stubbornly ignore the gaudy decorations that appear as early as October, and swear to […]
When I first visited Brecon as a child it was a bustling market town and the trip was something of a treat – the place was almost exotic in comparison […]
The boiler has broken down. As I write I’m half-buried beneath a blanket with my laptop on my knees. Mr B’s on the other sofa with a blanket of his […]