Found in the courtyard of a Catholic church. To the right of this there was a large shrine. There was only one piece of this board and it sat against a very grey, dilapidated backdrop. It was quite eerie, definitely beautiful.
Jeremy Corbyn was slammed by the media this week for suggesting a maximum wage cap. Corbyn always seems to be on the wrong end of the media. “He’s totally nuts,” everyone says. “What an idiot,” they say. “Bless him,” they sigh. And they’re right. HOW DARE HE SUGGEST SUCH A LUDICROUS IDEA. HOW DARE HE…
I’m very hungry. This is a table. Is this a fast train? Why is not moving? It’s moving. Why are we not eating if this is a table? A mother sits on her phone instead of talking to her four-year-old son. I catch the little boy’s eye and he looks fed-up. Like he has…
“The planet will one day be absorbed by the sun,” said the father to his six-year old son. “Absorbed by the sun?” “Horribly, there’ll be much fiery death.” The son nodded, “Like in X-men.” “Sort of, except X-men isn’t real, it’s a construct to help bring excitement to otherwise dull lives.” “Will it be dull…
“Close your eyes, son.” The young man closed his eyes. “Take a deep breath.” The young man did. “You are stood on the walls of our city, our home. Beneath your feet is the bulwark of our people, stone built higher and higher, mortar mixed with the blood and tears of our woman, our children. Our…
Everybody is an excuse maker. I won’t blog today because I have work in a few hours and I want to vegetate. I won’t tidy up the kitchen because I already cleaned it yesterday (and anyway it’s not that messy, the bin smells but I know that it’s the chicken from three days ago. I…
We haven’t sat on the sofa since you left. It was yours. We can’t touch it. For breakfast we all eat Weetabix with box-milk. No one has been to the shop. No one has left the house. There are tears at the bottom of the stairs each morning. We are determined to succeed for you.…
This has been a difficult week. I’ve had a lot to catch up on because I’ve been away. These words were the only way I could make sense of some of things that have happened this week. Drying silk smells like the seaside, did you know? A festering smell of fortune. This is their fortune.…
I can’t remember the name of the nature park this tree was in. It was on the second day of our motorbike tour from Da Lat to Nha Trang and we stopped at so many incredible places that the name of this area has slipped my mind. Through the hole you can see the side…
Day one in Vietnam was like a kaleidoscope. Before this trip I’d never left Europe. There were sights and colours and smells and sounds that I’d never experienced before and I felt like everything deserved a picture. I’ve narrowed down day one to these four shots. I think they capture the essence of the experiences…
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