Portugal: Madeira
A pile of clothes lies untouched in the corner of my room. A year ago grows closer. I wake up to find the world is all highlights and shadows. The […]
A pile of clothes lies untouched in the corner of my room. A year ago grows closer. I wake up to find the world is all highlights and shadows. The […]
I cut across three counties. Hampshire, Berkshire, into Wiltshire. The road is quiet. Early by anyone’s standard on a Sunday. Rachael and I had talked, if not twice then more, […]
The glitter sparkle of ice in light. Tiny crystals in the grass, on the pavement. From the height of the train, Basingstoke almost appears to be in a valley. Can’t […]
When I first started exploring my back yard again, I tried to mix it up. Now I’ve settled into familiar, favourite routes. No surprise to find they follow parks and […]
Christmas comes but once a year and seems to last for 6 to 8 weeks. Advertising campaigns insist we must continue to spend money we don’t have on things we […]
The Basingstoke Half Marathon starts at 11am. If I had my way we’d be almost done by then rather than just setting off. Dave, Mike and I mill about in […]
Thick green avenues run wild alongside footpaths. The space between beech and hazel trees has filled out with life. Tracks I used to take around the trunks have been swallowed […]
I have no idea what I need for an overnight stay or a day hike. I’m so used to having everything. I forget my toothbrush when I stay with old […]
My return to Bluff from Oban is in complete contrast to my arrival. Cloudless blue sky rests above sparkling blue sea. The hills of Stewart Island, blue in the distant […]
The Bluff Lodge is located in the old post office. I enter in my oversized hat and mask like a New World outlaw about to rob the place. All I […]