I am from chocolate bars and crisp packets, sherry trifle and long Christmas days and the smell of cooking turkey. I am from many different places, all of which I can no longer consider home. A family house in North West England, that fell into disarray as the family within destroyed itself with spite. A Scottish coastal city where I have lived three lives, one that has gone never to return, one that will forever be a scar on my heart and one that as yet is still undiscovered. I’m from tall Can… Continue