Performance and Cocktails
A man before me (who I’d generously given way to) puts an order in for his small entourage at the bar. No bother. It’s not […]
Month: November 2017
Do not stand at my grave and weep
When I first encountered the work of Mary Elizabeth Frye, I was at work in central London. I was installing sensor equipment in an elderly […]
re-awakenings….
On a Thursday morning, I’m often awoken by the pneumatic thud of loads landing on a drop pad and the lilt of rolling steel on […]