Two weeks ago was hot, like a summertime inferno. One week ago was cold, like deep and despairing wintertime. And today it is warm. Cardigan weather, perhaps. It’s the time of year where the seasons flex their muscles and battle for dominance. It’s a tug of war that shifts the weather faster than I switch…… Continue reading Now Time for the Weather
It’s been a while. If there’s something I’ve learned about good friends, it’s that sometimes it is a while. And it’s okay, as long as you all come back to each other. Last night I skyped my dearest friends who are dotted along the coastline, and the time and distance disappeared and then it was…… Continue reading A Plan
Do you ever hear a song or see an artwork or hear a speech which just evokes such an emotional reaction and you just stop and say “wow”, and soak in the beauty and marvel at it and wash it over your skin and drink it down and try to absorb it like a sponge?…… Continue reading talent.
Coming home is the sweetest of the bittersweet moments. Home’s fragrant and warm and bright and blue skied, and London was grey and it was cold, and people stand in your way even if you have a suitcase, and you have to keep your purse close. But it was an electrifying chill which woke you…… Continue reading Home / Away
My footprints are all over the globe, as I’ve trekked and trawled and slipped and stumbled in snow and rain and cyclonic winds. But also blue skies; bitterly cold, but blue. I’ve seen land locks and mountains and oceans, sailed canals and lakes, bathed in history, and seen four countries in one day. Tonight I’m…… Continue reading The Extravaganza, and Home
I love the cinema, and the popcorn and the strategic seat selection. When the lights dim and the choc tops come out, the atmosphere balances. Today I saw Geostorm, with no preconceived ideas or opinions which is always a good way to enter a film. The heavy environmental undertone presented itself quickly, which I’m always…… Continue reading Geostorm: Film Review
Sometimes the most interesting moments are the ones which follow a wrong turn down a road which is not the shortcut, but it proves to be a shortcut, but you get to see the new foals and the silhouetted trees fencing in a pink sky, and a billowing crimson cloud dressed in every silver lining. Just the same,…… Continue reading Opportunist, Optimist