![]() ![]() ![]() I only have to watch Ben to understand that, to watch the way that, every few minutes, he stops playing and looks towards the garden gate, looks beyond it at something I cannot see, and I am reminded of the truth of these words. ![]() Sitting here in the bright sunlight, in my garden, watching my son play in his paddling pool, it seems beyond madness, not even an insanity but a preposterousness, a thing of fantasy, but it is not. Christ, it seems like madness, now I come to write it. You’re not any more likely to believe me than anyone else, I don’t suppose, but you’re my dad and I love you and I want you to know what’s happening and I know I can trust you. I’m sorry for writing to you like this, that I couldn’t ring, but I don’t know what else to do. Scale Hall – illustration by Robert Elrod – click image to enlarge ![]()
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