Autumn 2008

Four years ago.
That great Wilbury Crescent sky, a back garden jangle of trees and railway lines.
Grey days and sinking to sleep in the chairs by the window.
Strange angle of a corner room, a balcony looking out onto suburbia.
Games of Cluedo at work with Katie and Vicky.
Fish and vegetables for dinner.
A thunderstorm.
Waiting outside the Victory smoking cigarettes, waiting for Ann.