The Girl at Hayes and Harlington

Hear Alarm. Toss and turn. Grapple with the frustrations of¬†waking up for approximately 1-2 hours. Tumble into hard ground at some¬†point in the morning. Wash, brush, dress, get out. Walk to station. Tap oyster. Grab a Costa. Grab a train. Check phone. Sip drink. Get out of train. Tap oyster again. Meet her eyes. Yesterday…

Glasgow to Geneva

30th June 2011. I was a day old graduate, you a week older. We were big and proud, bigger and prouder, biggest and proudest we had ever been. We spent the whole of June trying to live the month as one long day, turning mornings into nights and nights into mornings, half-heartedly climaxing into an…