The Winter Drag
I walked down past the empty Christmas stalls, in the cold pouring rain, the puddles seeping into my trainers and Stop the Calvary by Jona Lewie echoing from a distance. […]
I walked down past the empty Christmas stalls, in the cold pouring rain, the puddles seeping into my trainers and Stop the Calvary by Jona Lewie echoing from a distance. […]