This caged bird perches on the street, pecking occasionally at the nuts and seed in his steel bowl.
‘Wow, Hogg market! H.O.G.G! Yeah, it’s a crazy place… Good luck!’
I arrive at the cancer hospital a little early and can’t remember where Sarah’s office is, so I wander over…
‘Officialdom’ sneers the scriptwriter, rolling his eyes. His weary tone spoke of a lifetime of head shaking at the labyrinths…