The Mind-Bending Majesty of a Dawn Run
Half an hour at sunrise and unlocking doors to unchartered realms
Half an hour at sunrise and unlocking doors to unchartered realms
No man has ever got himself into muddier waters with the lensing of a lone photograph
The photo of my father in a yellow raincoat that became his most prized possession
The week in March when whispers on the wind start to reach us from Italy
Out of the frying pan into the fun
A few crumbs of wisdom the last ten years of life left lying around
Can picking up your old man from Heathrow go more wrong than this
Why does beauty move us and what does being moved even mean
The heavy depressive episode that took its toll and taught me much at the same time
Some point we all heading back to Pride Rock
Going bald felt like the first sign of the Reaper rolling into town
Losing all bowel control in a quaint neighbourhood eatery is less fun that it sounds
My rents are growing older ungracefully and I don't know what to do
From the seat of a bike the city is a huge morphing beast that beckons to you
Never figured I was a bath man until I had a bath man
A day in the life when everything is quite alright
A week on an Aeolian island was more tonic than I could handle