Straight On

The cycle route turned right, but the worn road carried on and out of sight behind sprawling brambles. I was curious to see where it ended seeing as the river wasn’t far away, so I carried straight on. Tarmac soon turned to thick gravel, crunching heavily beneath my wheels. Then the track ended and I […]

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This place has a name

It was only a matter of time before it all came down. The last time I walked through was on my way to town. Up the mossy steps and across the walkways, into strange spaces layered with paintings. But then came the great reconstruction. Hoardings went up sharing brash statements about what’s to come once […]

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