Home Was Where The Heart Was
I break it to the six year old that we’re not getting divorced. She takes it pretty well
Moving out of your family home doesn’t have to be sad. Does it?
My Lawyer is homesick and lonely. I am fantasising about being homesick and lonely. The era of moping around comes to an abrupt and unexpected end
Would-be letting agents are insulting me and our school is parading all that we shall miss. It is possible that I’m taking it all a bit personally.
Or, why being a London Wanker is really really hard sometimes