You think you know someone until you see them around their wife. Then you don’t know them at all. They speak like they are in church. The weight with which they enter rooms changes. Even their laughter is dense, …
Obviously, I love Joe Black. Because he’s still at that point in his life where idealism triumphs action. A point where intention is a mere projection. He’s talented and he doesn’t even realise the scale of it. He plays …
She’s not squeamish around blood. She understands her knives and relishes their weight in her hands. She didn’t grow up on a farm, nor did she grow up around bovines. Or sheep. …
I recently got stuck in a lift with a lady in an abaya and a child with cheeks that reminded me of naan bread. I was off to have a very difficult meeting with someone who hates being mentioned …
Nothing wakes one up more rudely than a full bladder. Normally when that happens I try to ignore it as much as I can, but it wins. And I have to stumble in darkness to the loo, afraid to …