Rosa can't decide which moment is her favourite. Maybe the joy of diving is falling in love with each of them again every time she leaps:

1. The timeless instant of stillness right after jumping — the void between her feeble attempt to defeat gravity and the start of…

2. The fall, all-encompassing weightlessness; complete freedom and utter submission blurring into one

3. That total envelopment, her streamlined form needling beneath the waves, immemorable and shocking.

Giddy, Rosa steps forwards, and takes a breath.

  1. Over Christmas in 2017 I found an old box stored in the loft at my Mum's house
  2. Inside, amongst baby photos and first shoes, was a bundle of postcards collected by my late Grandmother, Lucy.
  3. In the 1950s she travelled Europe with her friends through France, Germany, Austria and Switzerland.
  4. Taking photographs wasn't so simple back then so, instead, she collected a postcard from each place she visited.
  5. I knew I wanted to tell the story of Lucy's journey but, sadly, I missed my opportunity to ask her about her youth.
  6. I realised that I still wanted to create something with these mementos; something to tell the story of the journey, even if I coudldn't tell her's;
  7. So, since the beginning of 2018, I've enjoyed writing short stories on these postcards — inspired by where Lucy found them — and sending them to family and friends. I've collected them here, I hope you enjoy them too.