The future may not have been set, but I guess this is one of the earliest photographs of my Mum in what would become my hometown…
11 August, 2013
“What are days for?
Days are where we live.
They come, they wake us
Time and time over.
They are to be happy in:
Where can we live but days?” [‘Days’ by Philip Larkin]
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