Today, I spent the morning lazing around in something of a fug, feeling the Internet slowly chew away at the best of me. Everyone is busy today except for me. There is nothing to do. The last huffs and puffs of a hurricane are...
One of my oft repeated phrases now is ‘I’m so busy’, followed by some qualifier like ‘flat out’, ‘full on’. Even saying these words deprives me of a few seconds when I could consider...
When passing through a country for a month or two, it is impossible to grasp the nuances of the culture. You don’t even scratch the surface. Your eyes and senses see what they recognise and refract it through a prism of...
I am moving house. Again. It happens all too often. As soon as I start to feel settled in a place, I am either struck with a sudden urge to up-sticks and travel or I find myself forced to move house. There is a familiar routine...
Mrs R. Adams was married. She had no children. She had flat feet, a fondness for éclairs and a hurried excitable laugh that sounded like a wren’s warble. She also had a weight in her and longed for it to be lifted. It...
I watched the market from the first floor of an empty restaurant. I watched traders unpack their wares on the roadside, laying brightly coloured objects in the dirt. I watched as the first customers shuffled in. I watched as the...
Here are four talented artists to watch out for in 2014, promising to deliver exciting new music in 2014. Ofei London producer and singer Ofei released some of the most intriguing tracks of 2013, preaching a bruised urban...
Stereocilia – Murmurations A murmuration is a “low continuous indistinct sound; often accompanied by movement of the lips without the production of articulate speech.” It can also refer to a murmuration of starlings...
The normal response is to smile. Sometimes they laugh. Sometimes they grimace. Other times they nod and leave the room. Hastily, on the verge of rudeness. This is what happens when people come face to face with my kitsch for the...
A special kind of blue descends on these days following New Year. Before the gripes and grumbles of work supplant the hourless hinterlands of Christmas time, we find ourselves in an odd unwelcoming place. Torn from the bosom of...