Donald Mason

A few steps from the Newcastle and Sunderland Wharf, opposite Rotherhite stairs, near to the Wapping Basin, on a small, dank street then known as Salter’s Alley, Alicia Torteau then resided. Her view, even when she cared to look about herself, was not a pleasant one, being an old cobbled row of lodging houses, shops […]

  Leonard as a small boy on the London streets. West London, near Fulham I think. The year, I suppose, about 1910. Something almost crumpled about the boy. Edmund, his father, having left Saint-Just some years beforehand; Alicia, his mother, leaving him suddenly beside the iron railing. A sudden awareness of the warming wetness of