Near the 60s council estate where I lived as a teenager, there was an abandoned windmill on a wide green at the top of a hill. The windmill had a lot of potency and the circular form contrasted with the squares and rectangles of the flat where I lived with my mum and sometimes my dad. I spent a lot of time wandering around it, feeling its power and recovering my own.
released May 1, 2020
Written and produced by Jo Johnson
Photo of the windmill taken by Jo Johnson in 1987. Artwork by Plant43.