With deepest winter blasting North from Antarctica. The clouds over the hills look like snow. Heavy like blankets with that odd, internal glow. I watch the distant peaks disappear as […]

After work I fall out of the van across the road from the Westshore Holiday Park. I cross the road and walk back past the row of caravans on the […]

The days blur into one. This is what happens when every day is the same. Time slips by, collapses in on itself. A week, a month, half the season gone. […]

I stand alone in the dark. Cars, pick-ups, other vans drive beyond the drop kerb. Cars come out of the holiday park. Still I wait. I check the time on […]