Monthly Archives: June 2015

Passing Strangers

I went to see Mum on Tuesday. It was the first time I’d seen her in almost three weeks because I’ve been away on holiday. After a break like that, I always feel a little nervous – will Mum know … Continue reading

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He’s a strange bloke.

“He’s a strange bloke,” Mum laughed as we idly flicked through some photographs this morning. Two things struck me as she said it. Firstly, I don’t think I’d ever heard Mum talk about a “bloke” before. A chap or a … Continue reading

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