We recently spent a few days on the island of Anglesey, just off the north-west coast of Wales. On the agenda was a personal return to Rhosneigr, an attractive village
Tag: memories
Fan dancersFan dancers
I used to collect antique fans… I have a thing about them. Ever since I saw my great-grandmother’s little fan in the china cabinet as a girl, I have wondered
Whitby Weekend: A Coastline of GhostsWhitby Weekend: A Coastline of Ghosts
It felt odd driving down the steep hill to Runswick Bay. I had walked down… and back up… that hill so many times before, equipped with a bucket and spade
RememberingRemembering
My mother was not quite seventeen when I was born. She and my father, just three years her senior, had married early as he had joined the army. They were
The man without a faceThe man without a face
I must have been ten or so. We were on a school trip to York. As we walked beneath the arches of Micklegate Bar, a man walked towards us. The