Diane Williams, 4 November 2021
My brother’s words when I hear them these days seem not to go into my ears – but down some other deeper artery.
He said, ‘It’s mother’s house and I just think of it as home.’
‘I would never ever go there today,’ I said. And we were in the middle of a paved two-way drive in the park, having left it up to the pack of people we were in among to...