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Bold boulder breaths, a tight squeeze, smack n’ snip and the tiny pink lungs expand for the first time. My first steals of the ‘air out there’ were in the Drayton Maternity Home, just half a mile from where I was to spend the first 18 years of my Earthdwell. The maternity Home has since been converted to a centre for Christian worship, and my parents are now empty nesters, my sister and I having donned our plumage and plopped over the side.

Drayton (it’s still there) is a village in the suburbs of Norwich, five miles out of a ‘Fine City’, though the village has of late been absorbed by new housing which springs from nowhere to consume the fields of rural Norfolk. One of the great things about growing up in Norfolk was, despite being fenced in and sheltered from the action and intimidation of a big city, you felt very close to nature. I was lucky enough to have woods and feilds behind my house in which to play an chase squirrels. Living near Norwich you were never much more than half an hour away from the coast, making sand dune follies and clifftop walks ever present.




september 11th 1975, raining, braise steak in oven.... Bold boulder breaths, a tight squeeze, smack n’ snip and the tiny pink lungs expand for the first time. My first steals of the ‘air out there’ were in the Drayton Maternity Home, just half a mile from where I was to spend the first 18 years of my Earthdwell. The maternity Home has since been converted to a centre for Christian worship, and my parents are now empty nesters, my sister and I having donned our plumage and plopped over the side. Drayton (it’s still there) is a village in the suburbs of Norwich, five miles out of a ‘Fine City’, though the village has of late been absorbed by new housing which springs from nowhere to consume the fields of rural Norfolk. One of the great things about growing up in Norfolk was, despite being fenced in and sheltered from the action and intimidation of a big city, you felt very close to nature. I was lucky enough to have woods and feilds behind my house in which to play an chase squirrels. Living near Norwich you were never much more than half an hour away from the coast, making sand dune follies and clifftop walks ever present. ..
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