Abingdon February : I am sitting at some red lights, I have sat here umpteen times over the last 25 years. Pub on the left, tall trees, bus stops on either side of the road.
I am unable to convince my self for a couple of seconds that I have moved to Edinburgh or that any of the last 6 months have happened.
Edinburgh June : it’s now almost a year now since we moved , I am sitting in my sun flooded kitchen on my grey sofa, surrounded by crotchet and different coloured wool. I am burning apricot jam, because my attention has been caught by thoughts , moments of home