This is also one of my earliest song memories. I was four and we (my mom, my dad, and my aunt Vinni) were driving along the motorway to the airport for my first holiday abroad, to Salou and Barcelona.I remember hearing this song in my head throughout the trip; my memories of it are beautifully… Continue reading Of Course, I Remember: I Always Will.
Tonight is the first time this Autumn that I have ventured out by myself after it has got dark. It is exactly six o'clock on Saturday the 19th of November 2016 and I am currently on the bus, a green twenty-two, on the way into town to meet baby. We have stalled, momentarily, at the… Continue reading Composed Upon A City Bus, 18:00-18:09.