As 2016 stumbles to a close, I gotta say, it’s been a weird one. I wrote recently about the deaths I have seen, and now my mind is trying to figure out all this poo-litical stuff. The two big ones are of course Trump and Brexit.
On the bus there is always ‘that one’ who we steer clear of. They look different. They perhaps smell a little odd, nothing offensive mind, just .. odd. They maybe move a little different too. If you were to sit next to them you are not quite sure if they will suddenly start talking to you loudly. Continue reading “That one on the bus: A challenge to racism”