Neighbour

I’m still in Ireland, spending time between two houses that are located close together, one perpendicular to the other, each with a flow of people coming and going as regular as the rise and fall of the tide. Coriander: that was the first thing the child called for at tea-time, which he got. Five minutes … Continue reading Neighbour

Digging

From my seat at the café window, tucked into the bend in a side street off Leith Walk, I have an uninterrupted view onto the main thoroughfare.  The Walk has double lanes of traffic, cycle paths, and a broad pavement.  It’s a route through which most Edinburgh residents, at some stage of the year, will … Continue reading Digging