Continuation of story part two

Chapter four The week my father was home passed so quickly I thought I had only imagined that he had been here. My Grandmother had been preoccupied with writing letters and organising my entry into polite society – although a little late for my age (19) she still felt it was necessary and proper, but … Continue reading Continuation of story part two

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Hope is not the thing with feathers; hope is made of light.

Hope is the glint you catch on a stream that keeps you walking until you find water, It is that glimmer you see on the horizon that signals that you’re almost there. It is the flash of light from a million miles away that lets you know that you’re not alone. The brightness in your … Continue reading Hope is not the thing with feathers; hope is made of light.

Finders Keepers – A Provocative Insight Into Museums

Walls ripped out from chapels are crudely stitched together to craft this room; like a homemade skin graft for a burnt hand, except the colours here don’t quite match and the skin was stolen from a poor man’s leg. A puzzle made of stained glass windows from Paris, columns from Rome, alters from Madrid are … Continue reading Finders Keepers – A Provocative Insight Into Museums