Author: Cyrus Hargrave
15April2025 Ill never forget the day the garden gave me two strangers. I was mixing a halfbatter for
Dear Diary, The old darkbrown wardrobe in the corner of my parents bedroom has always been my favourite spot.
12October2023 Today I found myself being wheeled down the corridors of the County Hospital in Oxfordshire
June 6, 2025 Diary After twentyone years of marriage, one evening my wife, Emma, turned to me and said
Emily stared at the flickering matches in the woman’s hand, watching her light them and snuff them
This is our shared flat, Im the owner too, says the girl, her sons voice trailing behind her.
22April 2025 Dear Diary, Yesterday my mother, Eleanor Thompson, announced in the hallway that she was
He feared the moment he would not recognise her. The last time George had seen Elsie, they were both fifteen;
My Final Word: You, My Daughter, Feel Free to Hold a Grudge Against Your Father as Long as You Like.
June 12th, 2023 Tonight I sit at my kitchen table, the kettle ticking down, and I finally write down
When we first laid eyes on the cottage, I felt it was destiny. A twostorey brick house with roomy rooms