We’d met Tobias Young at the Waveney Arts Trail at Ravingham – via his Standing Man. Uni, with her efficiency, had found contact and so we were to visit him in Butley Mills, this fine September day of blue skies and red berries.
Passing as usual the lives I may have lived had I bought these houses on the way, the forest house in Tunstall. One of the reasons I turned it down was I’d be too far from Bob, how strange is that memory!
Once at Butley, I found the connection to Lawrence Edwards, who’s film i’d seen a couple of years ago. Transience, quoting Thoroux. He works in Halesworth now. Just around the corner.