As I turn into the corner the sleet blows directly into my face. The hood I am wearing for camouflage doubles as protection as I pull it further down. I notice that the last of the streetlights has given up the ghost so I tread carefully on the uneven pavement.
The flat is halfway along a neglected avenue which once had an air of victorian splendour. The communal door is unlocked so I step out of the street and rush up stairs to the first floor. Continue reading “For the Many – Ian A”