I didn’t expect the end to feel quite like this. I thought it would be characterised by indifference and calmness. Instead, I’m full of frustration and anger and a constant urge to just say something. I thought it would come in waves and the bad days would be punctuated by good days. More like the…
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One Night at The Mandrake
It’s early Sunday afternoon, and we step out onto the pavement, dream-like and elevated. Would I say reborn? No, too pretentious. We inhale the fresh air, take in the bright late-summer sunshine and weave through the London throng towards home. We’ve just emerged from 24 hours at the five-star, luxury, boutique hotel, The Mandrake. First…
