DAFFODILS FOR E.R. WORRELL (AKA MISTER DOUBLE-YUH AKA WOW)
LINDA M. DEANE It took long to get here. Not just time, not just distance…
Selvon’s lot had nothing on us. Not one thing. Not in that flat in South
West London. We used that place like it was just somewhere to crash.
Remember? I’d be at work; you’d be out with friends. I’d come in, […]