Port campbell — When my mother visited the Great Ocean Road a few years ago on her last visit to Australia, I tried to coax her to walk with me out across the two great spans of “our” London Bridge. ‘No’, she said, ‘it might fall’. ‘You’re right,’ I answered cunningly, ‘it might fall tomorrow, or it might fall in a thousand years. And I rather think it will be a little closer to a thousand years.’ Mother j...
Newport beach — Today was the most disappointing day of my professional career. I spent most of the afternoon trying to hide my embarrassment behind a forced smile. I don’t think I fooled many. When I got home I wan...
Toronto — Earlier in the month, I ventured over to the Toronto Islands to find the Gibraltar Point Lighthouse. I had been meaning to for a while, and not just because there’s a Toronto Dreams Project postcard t...
Ilkley — I am riding a flower at the moment. It’s a way of choosing routes, a way of coping with the map being red. I have never really thought about how I choose which way I’ll ride my bike, sometimes I kno...
When I first climbed into the pod that night I felt I had made a grave mistake.
Onward.
Staredown.
The joy of youth.
The end of a beginning
Typed hi into google and came here!
Hills like sleeping dogs
A love affair with World radio stations
Des goujons dans des bassines
Ahmedabad's Planning Dilemma
Our London Bridge
Further to the lighthouse debate...
Left hand. Right hand
The one who LOVES and CARES,Makes FUNNY mistakes of LIFE.
The Submergence