
I’m in an odd place right now.
There’s a very easy joke to make here about geography. I’m currently in the town I grew up in, Hornsea, in East Yorkshire. It is indeed an odd place, but these days I’m more sanguine about its backwater charms than I was a decade and a half ago, desperate to escape it at any cost. It’s a sleepy, somewhat neglected seaside resort and when it’s a fine day, you can have a fine day out here. Just don’t go waving your phone around. Or…books. Bad idea, wouldn’t end well. It’s that kind of place.
(You see how easy it is for me). (more…)




