Most days I see him at the Turf, cutting into a jacket potato with taw valley tickler cheese. Sometimes he’ll order a half lager, half cider topped with blackcurrant cordial. He calls it a Snakebite. He doesn’t enjoy it. I’ve learned a lot watching him. No longer do I send my ale back for being… [Read More]
Joel Smith
After St. Ex
The first story is the union of man and woman; only after comes the breakdown, of two sons locked in. The year is 1944. Antoine de Saint-Exupéry does not disappear flying during wartime for the French Resistance. He does not meet his end off the coast of Toulon. As ever, in full command of his… [Read More]