With it's predominantly glass construction making my current environment uncomfortably warm, I don't know how long I'm gonna be able to sit writing in this present spot; a coffee house within a south Leeds shopping centre. My iced Americano making little impact when it comes to cooling my body temperature, I'm finding the discomfort borne... Continue Reading →
What’s The Time, Mrs Wolf?
https://youtu.be/RBHZFYpQ6nc If only I were a rich man! - A sentiment subscribed to by those who feel there's happy every afters in that there pretty green. A misguided idea believing being well off is the route to a trouble-free existence; a catalyst to a utopian place where misery and anxiety dare not darken it's door.... Continue Reading →