Working from home while convalescing from a niggling illness, Allan Jenkins contemplates the growth around himI am back being poorly. Confined to our London flat. Perhaps the long walks in driving Danish winter rain took more out of me than I’d realised.So my world has shrunk again. No Twelfth Night on Plot 29, a tradition here for Howard and me. A late Christmas commune with our north London land and whisky. Sometimes wiser older men. But not this year. Continue reading…
Source : theguardian.com
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