lest we forget

I went to my first ANZAC service on Monday, in London of all places. Where else to begin being patriotic in a country not my own? Up at three in the morning London is a different world. Roads empty, rubbish glowing in the street light, and the few hard-core party goers enjoying their night. We […]

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sun at fulham palace

I have a spare morning, this morning. It’s too good a day to waste it on the underground and so I walk myself to Fulham Palace. Tudor out front, Edwardian out back I am caught in a time, not present.  The grounds are green and smell of freshly laid bark. The daffodils that bloomed a […]

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I could set up home in Trinity College’s Library Long Room, Dublin. Rows upon shelves upon floors of weathered leather bound books. (Taken with instagram)

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weekend canterbury

I met a friend at Canterbury West station last Saturday morning. The clouds sat low and the train ride to get there was ridden across misty grey back-fields. From the station we rode the bus up the big hill in town and if we squinted just enough we could see the Canterbury Cathedral in the […]

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