It’s been a longish week, as weeks in January are wont to be. There have been the usual dark, early morning bike rides and bus journeys to get to work. So, no change there. But yesterday my boy Silas went off on the travels he’s been planning forever, and although he’s happy, I won’t see …
January is awful. It’s cold. It’s miserable. And above all it’s dark. It’s a month when I don’t see daylight at home between Sunday afternoon and Saturday morning. It’s a month when my students get ill and don’t come to class. It’s a month when the next month is February, which, to be perfectly frank, …
I went camping this summer, in Dorset with my eldest, Miriam and my youngest, Silas. We pitched camp in our usual busy field a couple of miles outside Swanage, but then on our way to town for fish and chips, we passed a beautiful, empty, wide-open site, and our heads were turned. So back we …