Leaf 384 – Looking Back
I first read Daniel Defoe’s ‘Robinson
Crusoe’ (1719) when I was fifteen years old. Nearing fifty last year, I re-read it again for a second time. And, on one particular occasion while doing so, I found myself
thinking about how much my life had transformed between those two readings.
Somehow, that context seemed oddly apt ...
At the Immigration Office –
sitting reading
Robinson Crusoe.
