On Monday It Was The Birds

The birds at the beach. God they were so beautiful. You’d have loved them I swear. Half the beach that I went to was kept as a nature reserve and honestly, it was so alive. There were all sorts of different things. There were the birds that we’re used to, house sparrows, gulls, but there … More On Monday It Was The Birds


Dear Dad (Again)

Dear Dad, I’ve written one of these letters before, but honestly I was drunk when I wrote it and I don’t remember what it said, and I haven’t been able to go back to it yet, because I don’t think I’m ready to face it. Today it’s exactly a year since you died. Everyone always … More Dear Dad (Again)

Dear Dad

Dear Dad, It’s taken me a long time to write this. In fact it’s taken me seven months.  It’s just over seven months since you died, and it still hurts, a lot. I don’t think I’ll ever forget that night. Sometimes it feels like the events just play on repeat, all that sadness, hurt, and … More Dear Dad