If we were not at home, we would call this place beautiful, Discuss its majesty, while the June light floods over it. But we are on our own ground, and barely look up or around ourselves. – A man may
I’ve lived my life walking bridges,Burning bridges, building them. Did we ever know how much we are like water? That We move where the world Leads us, that we go where The fates bid us, that we Spill when the
[Today the UK votes in a referendum to decide whether we stay in the EU, ‘Bremain’, or break off, ‘Brexit’] One of the most prominent concerns throughout the brexit debate, is that of immigration. Let me address this in the
I wonder if I ever shared my travel writing with you all? This time last year I was writing blog pieces for My Destination and wrote some which are about people and places which remain particularly dear to my heart.
Cut your hair Girl if He don’t like you as You are, Not (I insist) to win the bastard over, but to free yourself of the girl who gave too much, to rid yourself of the girl who wasn’t deemed
We are intergalactic souls lost in infinite wormholes washed up on shoals of distant shores, not needing earthly pleasures (mortal tethers) any more You in all your gusto, and me with so much gumption are lost -at all costs– to
Hi everyone – My friend Sam Recko (Stay Gold Pictures) just filmed this to make a wee video for Southbank Slam. What do you think? PS. (Also check out his other films on vimeo because he’s a talented guy… I