The Man Who Saw Everything: A gap in time

I’m having a gap in time that’s so far lasted the whole of a morning in the backyard of our house in Wavertree, the house we’re not leaving. It’s a Monday, it turns out, and a bank holiday too. Which I’d not been expecting as it’s only two weeks since the banks last had a […]

Reading Deborah Levy

I don’t know Deborah Levy but I’ve been spending the weekend in the company of her words and considering writing some of them down in here. Because they’re memorable but also so I’ll remember them, memory being a coming and going kind of ability sometimes. The weekend began early, sometime in the week, with a […]