Month: November 2019

How can we be lovers if we can’t be friends? Are men broken?

How can we be lovers if we can’t be friends? Are men broken?

This weekend was carnival time in my terrifying little corner of Devon. A time when our primeval fear of the cold and dark leads us to set fire to things and throw them at each other. I knew this because my google calendar set off my ancient primeval fear of the cold and dark by […]