“What’s a nectar list”, I hear you ask? Well, it’s like a bucket list, in reverse. Not a list of things you want to do, but a list of things you have done that have added happiness, soul, purpose …. life to your life. I didn’t make it up,[…]

We have recently decorated our living room, which was well overdue. After a few weeks of frenetic activity, we were almost there. I’d painted the living room, chosen and ordered the new carpet and had it fitted, the new blinds too, the new sofa and chair eventually delivered. We had[…]

“If you keep picking at that scab on your heart, it won’t heal.” ― Antonia Perdu It’s the perceived wisdom that you should leave a wound alone to let it heal – both physical and emotional. I’ve never been very good at that if I’m honest. I pick[…]

You see, I realised that the person on the bike looked familiar to me and I panicked just a little bit. I’m pretty sure now that it was not the person I thought it might be. There’s really no reason why it would be but he has been on my mind a lot lately. My “stalker”, although that name barely scratches the surface of what he did.

It’s 15 years since his “activity” began, on 25 June 2001. I hadn’t realised until much later that he had been laying the groundwork for 6 months already by that time, in his guise as a “friend”.

Fifteen years ago, Stonelaughter and I had not yet met, but we had begun to have the odd conversation on ICQ (remember that?), having been introduced to each other. We wouldn’t actually meet for another three and a half months, but the events which led to me writing[…]