Every year there are swifts that migrate from Africa to my street in London. They come in the first few weeks of May, nest in roofs…
Each unit of the household has its own texture of sound. I’ve always known my neighbours from…
Hanging out with friends has now become a hobby we do together rather than the old drink down the pub. Suddenly I’m in a lot of…
Bing, bing, bing…
Oh…I am not alone.
