“A tree, a plaid and Battenberg cake’s smell”

  “I like autumn. The drama of it; the golden lion roaring through the back door of the year, shaking its mane of leaves. A dangerous time; of violent rages and deceptive calm, of fireworks in the pockets and conkers in the fist.” [1]   Do you believe in magic? I’m not talking about hand reading … More “A tree, a plaid and Battenberg cake’s smell”

“Sometimes the only way to stay Sane is to go a little Crazy”

“In a strange way we were free. We’d reached the end of the line. We had nothing more to lose. Our privacy, our liberty, our dignity: all of this was gone and we were stripped down to the bare bones of our selves” [1] I do not often see the film first – beautiful, exciting, attractive: … More “Sometimes the only way to stay Sane is to go a little Crazy”