I Live in a Villa…

‘You live in a Villa!!??’ her small eyes bulged. Rebecca was her name.
of course i dont live in a villa. i live in a crappy one bedroom, studio apartment. i dont really know the differnce though. it is differnet from country to crountry and even more so from province to province.
in any case, that was [...]

Someone Cries All the Time

at the back of the death of a spanish footballer and the random killing of child in liverpool, i sit here in this staffroom imagining what would life have been if i had still been on holiday.
frankly speaking, that would not have been the better alternative. one thing for sure, i would have seriously [...]