Hidden Sorrow: What Happened When I Found ‘The Place’?

I don’t know what possessed me – to leave my house one bitingly cold night in a summer’s dress without shoes and to wander out into the landscape, alone, without telling anyone where I was going. Down the cobbles of the lane, past the final few lamp-lit houses on the periphery of the sleeping village…

Fun, Daring, Exploration: Why Stop the Things You Love?

Nothing could have broken the spell. Time stood still. Reality seemed to pause. The world was only two carpet tiles wide and I was enraptured by everything in it. My small fingers gripped the cool, smooth metal of my favourite wet-black toy Corvette with the lipstick-red plastic seats. Intensely eyeing the steadily turning wheels, I…