18 JANUARY 1992, Page 28
The Lid
Clanging the lid of the stainless steel teapot she contained the rising steam of what it is like to be on your own in a silent house with your husband cremated.
Christopher Pilling
Clanging the lid of the stainless steel teapot she contained the rising steam of what it is like to be on your own in a silent house with your husband cremated.
Christopher Pilling