“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] https://youtu.be/XpqjEnRU6uM   Do you believe in magic? I'm not talking about hand … Continua a leggere “A tree, a plaid and Battenberg cake’s smell”