Walking the dog I came across the grave of a young man who had survived all the way through the Great War, only to suffer an absurdly tragic fate on Armistice Day, even as the rest of the world was celebrating the end of the killing and the arrival of peace. Here is his story.
Is it though, really? And what does that even mean? I’m not going to lie, it feels really strange to be writing under this title at a time when so much is falling apart. The news from Israel and Palestine is horrifying, the war continues in Ukraine, the government of my own country remains hostileContinue reading “Everything is Extraordinary”