It doesn't seem that long ago. The place hasn't changed, but you have. We used to come here as a family and you ran around the cobbled street and dashed in and out of the old shops and took a trip on the old trams and we had lunch in the cafe and watched the … Continue reading WHERE DOES THE TIME GO?
Modern, sleek cars had been rolled out along the route. At the time Jonathan travelled every morning an ancient tram still clanked and rattled along. Accompanying him each day were the unchanging faces that shared this journey. The familiar smile and muttered greeting part of their set routine. She appeared one grey morning. A ray of light … Continue reading THE GIRL ON THE OLD TRAM