Corinne, a twenty-something Theatre Maker blogging about London, life and David Tennant's hair.
I remember those terrifying wonderful jitters; once, some years ago, on a fairground ride in Stokesley, coloured lights swirling around our heads, once, more recently, sucking my fingers after sharing sticky crayfish sandwiches on an empty Northumbrian beach.Beautiful memories, although that's all they are now, little aching moments of tingling magic when you wilfully render yourself vulnerable, and dare to believe, again.Cx
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