I sometimes wonder how it is that my brother and I ended up as [fairly] normal adults, because we were pretty feral children. We lived in the middle of nowhere and were given free reign to go cause chaos in the countryside. We’d spend hours outside either in the orchard, or out and about onContinue reading “Feral children and the Death Slide”
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A year in people #8 – Mrs Mackie
Mrs Mackie, there are two things I remember about you as the mother of my best friend at primary school up until the age of about 10. Tenderstem broccoli and fishfinger sandwiches. We only had normal broccoli at home, so this long-stemmed vegetable looked and tasted so exotic. It fanned out on my plate likeContinue reading “A year in people #8 – Mrs Mackie”