Chippings from the quarry # 1: the habit of a lifetime

The best companion for a New Year's Day walk is a hangover. The new year wears the grubby overcoat of the old; nothing fits properly any more, whether it's last week's trousers trousers or the day of the week. Everywhere bears the scars of the festivities: empty bottles linger in hedges, withered trees loiter behind … Continue reading Chippings from the quarry # 1: the habit of a lifetime