The Time We Decided to Move: Part 2

I rarely have trouble sleeping. It’s a trait of mine some envy. Siobhan envies it. Once I hit the pillow she claims I’m out within twenty minutes. For her, it can be up to an hour or more. When we moved to the centre of Seville, we noted how quiet our street was despite many…

The Time We Decided to Move

There are certain memories that just stick better than others. Once such recent memory was in September 2015. Siobhan and I had just spent the summer apart, and were preparing to return to Seville, this time to live in the city following a year living in towns outside it. Siobhan flew out a week earlier….