It was hard to know what to write about this week, but I did feel like I had to write something. I think that is the worst feeling when trying to write. Not wanting to write is easy when you are not relying on the writing for anything, I can just simply choose not to.... Continue Reading →
I’ll Sleep When I’m Dead (Again)
I wrote a blog post with this title before as it perfectly described my existence at the time, and it sprung to mind again which means I guess I can reuse it (with the suffix, of course!). It’s been three weeks since my last blog post which was wholly unintended but needed in many ways... Continue Reading →
Rest in Peace London, Eventually
London has a long history of what has happened to it's dead, how it has coped with the growing numbers of deceased and some of those being less favourable than others. Recently it has struck me just how many people over time have been moved after being buried, adding a slight irony to the term... Continue Reading →