Long ago and not so far away, was my first home: 47 North Hill, Colchester, Essex, UK. It was there that my sister was born, and there that I was raised to realise that we are our stories. There, too, I learned to respect other stories, others' stories: to understand that history is always in … Continue reading My Back Yard
Dogs Trust: getting human and canine attention in town.
'We are our stories, stories that can be both prison and the crowbar to break open the door of that prison; we make stories to save ourselves or to trap ourselves or others, stories that lift us up or smash us against the stone wall of our own limits and fears. Liberation is always in … Continue reading We Are Our Stories.
'Adventures do occur, but not punctually.' E. M. Forster, A Passage to India (1924)
'Maybe all one can do is hope to end up with the right regrets.' Arthur Miller, The Ride Down Mt. Morgan (1991)
When you know you've got a best friend. That look.
Once upon a time, the campus of the University of Essex was simply Wivenhoe Park. Now, the University expands ever-faster with ever-increasing student numbers and ever-changing demands - so, much of the Park has been built over. Of the few spaces remaining in which to breathe and be still, this is my favourite - by … Continue reading A Seat With a View