This is the second part of a fiction serial, in 725 words. It was snowing lightly, and he wrapped his old coat around tightly against the cold easterly wind. Rachel had not disturbed when he rose early, so he had escaped the house without need for argument. The rope held the chair securely against his … Continue reading The Chair: Part two
I recently wrote about how so many local paths had been allowed to become overgrown, and almost impassable in places. Another Camera Outing: Paths So imagine my surprise on Thursday afternoon when I set out for the bridge to Hoe Rough and found the path has been cut. It is now almost 4 feet wide, … Continue reading Did They Read My Blog Post?