Late June, scorched grass and sprinklers, the sky as if scuffed and beaten. Too hot to work, too lazy to think, I’ve knocked off early to play tennis. I’m sitting on the edge of the bed, putting on my trainers, when my son crashes in, a raspberry lolly bleeding in his hands, huge breaths and dis…
God and Me
‘My hopes weren’t high, even to begin with, so I felt no bitterness when He didn’t reveal Himself’
When I Last Saw Him
‘When young, we were impatient with our parents: now we want to atone for our callowness, to take measure of them, to understand which parts of them live on in us.’
Have You Decided To Love Me Yet?
Late June, scorched grass and sprinklers, the sky as if scuffed and beaten. Too hot...