THE SMALL THINGS

I’m back in the missing stage, today. Yesterday I was in the stripped of my skin stage. The day before I was in the baffled, hit a brick wal...

This morning, in the bath, I had a radical thought. What if I was happy, for my mother’s sake? Here is the ludicrous thing about death. A pe...

Oh, bugger. Now I have to learn to do this all over again. It all comes back to me, after eighteen months. I thought I had remembered it all...

After a very rocky start, and a naughty break to watch the 3.15 at Yarmouth, I wrote 1177 words of secret project. I also appear to have sta...

Posted by Tania Kindersley. It is very cold in Scotland and the sun is quite gone by 3.15pm, but our hearts are warm because the pandas ar...