It was Grandma’s ‘special’ – porridge with a sprinkling of flax, sunflower, sesame and hazelnuts that she reduced to powder in a coffee grinder. Their milk was unsweetened soya. There was no sugar in the house. Grandad came in from the yard dressed in his fishing hat, dung...
I was desperate to get out, but the door was made of thick steel and locked. The handle was a bar of steel too. The liner was rising, falling and pitching with a lurch that made it heave before rolling back, and this rhythm was constant. It was difficult to keep my balance when I walked around. I...
