My brother and I lived with an older sister when we were young. One day my teenage brother carried home a battered cardboard box from an East London building site he was working on as an apprentice. Inside was a scrawny kitten with matted, marmalade-coloured fur. Someone had brought the kitten to the site. If… Continue reading In memory of Marmalade, a rescued street cat with attitude, who inspired a tiny story
Josephine Corcoran 