Author Archives: Kath
6/31
Breakfast on our back step in the sunshine. Lunch in a similar fashion. The walk of destiny at Chichester’s last CU meeting. All we do is incomplete. One day we will be home. Damien Rice being the perfect accompaniment driving … Continue reading
5/31
Relief that I’m not really that mental after all. Enjoying the sunshine and exercise kick this morning. Binface, B, Brighton beach and pretty singing. The first shakeaway of the year. Nutella and malted milk biscuits. Mmmm.
4/31
Despite a hazy day of Hayfever: Chatting about real things with my housemate this afternoon. The usual fun of tea and biscuits with the Hollingbury crew, and a friend asking me how I really am.
3/31
Early morning beach trip. Sitting talking to the Maker. Mum, Dad, the feeling of contentment that only family can bring, not having to say anything, saying anything that comes into my head, walking the downs, reciting the old familiar Arnold … Continue reading
2/31
Sitting in the park on the phone to Roz, the sounds of Brighton in the background, seagulls, children playing and a random man playing the penny whistle. Reading exactly what I need to know with some students. “Since, through God’s … Continue reading
The Long Walk Home 