Footfall

I seem to be getting to know your streets well. With an empty wallet and a head that tells me I’m killing multiple birds with one stone, walking is an effective form of getting around you. I get to see the real you in all of your disarray and disorder. I get to play limbo […]

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water walking

You’ve sunk low and fast until you’re down and struggling to keep your head above the waves. Why, before you were walking on water and now you’re sinking in it. How can you go from up there where you were steady and sure, to down here where you’re struggling just to keep you head above […]

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holding hands

Hand in yours. Yours in mine. Grasp it, clasp it. Tight. Lightly edging me further onwards. This way? But I know I’ve got it right, it’s this other way, my right way. This way? Lead. Still you’ve got it, my hand in yours. Hand in hand is like hearts in hearts and minds in minds. […]

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cornwall

The Cornish cliffs are kept at bay by the Atlantic ocean crashing and falling at their feet. The cliffs have been crumbling ever since the ocean turned wild and foamed at the mouth, and the wind realised what a place it was to blow full force.Β  We’ve been hiking for half a day now. We’ve […]

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an englishman’s walk

Crazy people, it’s sidewards rain and you walk head on to meet it. You’re all hunched inside yourself in your black waterproof windbreakers, but the wind is breaking though to you. It’s winter you say, and as good a day as any for a walk. You’re stepping on cliff edged public footpaths and mud soaked […]

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