I stepped off the train and strode out of the station. There was a large dog by the kerb and a man with a guitar sitting on the step next to a stinking mattress and tangled sleeping bag. He roughly strummed the instrument. “You’re only ever 3 missed mortgage payments away from being homeless.” he… Continue reading Let ‘im have it
Ten years earlier Ed had driven from South Wales to France in his first VW Camper Van, with fellow students Ando, Stu Mac and Lithe Girl. The attraction was Lithe Girl, and an adventure, it was not running a marathon.
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