I I kind of thought the alpacas were a metaphor until we got there

The poems in this collection delve into themes of loss, memory, and the passing of time, with touches of humour, irony, and self-awareness. The pieces take place in bars, churches, classrooms, student flats, and city streets. These poems are remarks on the unremarkable, observations on the spectacularly mundane events which make up a life, such as coming across a box of Led Zeppelin cassettes on a paper round or driving across country to an alpaca show.