Part Twenty Seven: Everything closed

Dear Morayo, It's difficult to know where to start writing when I've been putting it off for the best part of a year, but I'll give it a good try. You're two months shy of turning two, and we are in our third national lockdown since the beginning of the Coronavirus pandemic. It is only … Continue reading Part Twenty Seven: Everything closed

Part Twenty Six: That’s a ladder

Dear Morayo, The UK has slowly been easing out of lockdown for the last couple of months, and it couldn't have come sooner as far as you, me and your Dad are concerned.  The funny thing is that I'm so good at denial, I don't even realise how much something is fucking with me as … Continue reading Part Twenty Six: That’s a ladder