Breathing space

I have told the boy listening in the dark that I love him, and closed his door. Tonight I think he'll stay in there. A click of the door, then, and quiet in front and behind. I grab the bag of dirty nappies that represent my day’s work and take it downstairs, out of the … Continue reading Breathing space

Small parks

We drove back towards town and I told them we'd find a playground. Nursery visits are necessary things, but not much fun for either of them: look at all these children and new toys! Nah, just kidding, let's go. We've been doing it all week, and we've still got some to go, and we're tired. … Continue reading Small parks