Image by Christine Renney I didn’t look like him, not really, although there were certain similarities I suppose. We shared a fairish complexion and were about the same height and build but that was it apart from the fact that we dressed alike and I thought this uncanny. We both favoured v-neck sweaters with aContinue reading “THE SEAMS”


Image by Christine Renney He didn’t remember his dreams, couldn’t even be sure that he had any and this troubled him. It nagged at him, had done since childhood and it was an almost constant ache. Not dreaming hadn’t hindered him and he didn’t feel bereft – how could he miss or lose something thatContinue reading “POINTS ON A SCALE”