Category: Dingo’s Diary

It is my day off and I have done absolutely nothing, and I mean that as a compliment to myself….

The last full day before the weekend always carries that particular charge, and today was no different. I kept the…

The hoodie is soft and oversized, the kind that swallows me whole and makes the flat feel smaller in the…

The numbers came in just after three and I felt that quiet little spark of satisfaction settle right under my…

Iwoke up this morning already knowing the day was going to feel a bit off. No early train out to…

The walk home along the canal after work felt slower than usual today. I let my blonde hair fall loose…

The girls were already at mine by half seven, kicking off their shoes and claiming the sofa like they owned…

I knew the afternoon was going to turn messy the second I heard the raised voices from the far end…

The run this morning was nothing special on paper, just a quick loop along the canal paths while the early…

The train to Basildon always feels like slipping back into something softer, the kind of place where the air smells…