The Avenue is what most people who know me would suggest is my memory lane. The single lane that leads up to the palace that I called school, a row of trees either side. You can't blame them for thinking that, every time I drove in, I would check if anyone was behind me and … Continue reading Memory Lane
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My day at New Hall After being made redundant and spending so many years in the UK and to be honest, a bit lost, I decided to call my school and see if there was an opportunity to go work there and if not, could I just visit it. Turns out there was a role … Continue reading Returning Home