I’ve back dated this because it feels wrong to have it not on the ‘day’ that Freddie died, but it has taken me a week to write it. Truth is, I’ve not wanted to write it and because I didn’t want to write it, I haven’t written anything. It’s been a silent April. The words […]
Monkey Do
He was playing on the floor at work this week, engrossed in two plastic cars off the stock shelves and a box of shredded paper. Perfect play fodder for a little boy. Cars and mess. We were both smiling at him and watching him play. Distracted, he looked up and reached for a different toy. […]
