Thomas arrived unexpectedly, jolting up the hill in the dust-covered taxi. She paid the fare, and he stayed for the summer. They chose to make love in that hushed grey hour which, in hot climates, can be taken for dawn or dusk. They slept till noon, and then, perfunctorily washed, yawned on to the s…
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‘When I was very small, small enough to trip every time on the raised kerbstone outside the back door, the dog Victor used to take me for a walk.’
You can taste the clay
‘It is slate, heavier than it looks: dull brown in colour, a little longer and wider than the palm of my hand.‘
‘In terms of aspiration, leaving London was the new moving to London. You slogged it out, made a name for yourself, then decamped to the sticks and devoted yourself to trashing city life on Twitter while roaming the fields in pursuit of your tweedy ideals.’