Reading time: 4 mins For those about to read, please know that I’m very VERY aware that I’m writing from a position of privilege and that I realise a lot of my shock and horror of this event is largely driven by the fact that I’ve never been confronted with any form of prejudice before. I know this is…
Reading time: 2 mins It’s not you, it’s me. It’s not that I think you are boring, or that I don’t value what you are saying. Unless you are boring and talking AT me about something in which I’ve explicitly said I have no interest, of course. In that case, jog on pal! Ever experienced that? Isn’t it just…
Reading time: < 1 min Wandering around the city centre, earphones in, observing life with a soundtrack. Apple sandwiches on soft white bread (with just a sprinkle of sugar). Running away from a soaking wet golden retriever before she shakes herself dry. Long train journeys. Hiking up hills, across moors, a fresh breeze in my face, a warm flask of…
Reading time: 2 mins Many many years ago, a good friend loaned me a book of comics. It was a compilation of a daily cartoon strip about a young boy called Calvin and his pet (toy) tiger Hobbes. He assured me it was worth a read and he was right. I started re-reading them last night (perfect bathroom reading…
Reading time: 2 mins I’m a huge fan of Elbow. Partly for the melodies they weave and the sounds they create, but mostly because of the lyrics which are in turn funny, acidic, bold, soaring, and achingly beautiful. Guy Garvey is my favourite poet. Their songs, whether of sorrow, elated joy, or poignant recognition often strike a chord and…