Bus 153 from Finsbury Park To Liverpool Street


It wasn’t that cold. Not really. No one had clouds of breath coming out of their noses when they breathed. No one blew into their clenched fists. For winter, it was actually a fair morning. Why doesn’t every person have the same tolerance of cold, or hot temperatures? No one else noticed and I’d thought myself into a…… Continue reading Bus 153 from Finsbury Park To Liverpool Street

What’s in a toddler’s mind part 3.


The more I watch and observe, the more I learn, the more respect I give to babies and young children – to all young people (that goes without saying). When I worked in publishing I knew no one who had children and subsequently learned to use my editors, art directors and sales people as my…… Continue reading What’s in a toddler’s mind part 3.