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On Arriving

On Arriving

This is in some ways, a series. Part One, Two and Three here. This is the final chapter, in some ways. But of course, it’s just the beginning too. + I came with very few hopes and expectations. Those have been dashed long ago on the cliffs of other years, other...
From Here To There

From Here To There

Dearests, Where were we, my loves? I’d fallen from a cliff into depression, and spent over two years fretting over where to live. Finally, we made a decision, turned the car north and left the city. This is the story that comes after. Of the journey between here...
On Leaving…

On Leaving…

I came back because of them. Them, the women who have known and loved me for years. Loved me long before I was a mother, long before I was The Leonie Dawson. There’s the one who loved me when I was a teenager, greeting me on my first day of boarding school. I was...