This spring has been an interesting season. Often, I put words up on a screen to make my thoughts make sense. If I can organise the paragraphs into something resembling a coherent piece of writing, maybe my own plans and priorities can follow. I use a tumblr blog for...
All change… For the past decade, my wife and I have been very busy, and constantly shifting. I emigrated, and started university. We were learning how to live together and be a couple, and survive Central London. We did a lot of moving. University ended, jobs started....
It is cold. I have just decided to carry on, trying to ignore the tightness in my chest, and the retching tickle at the back of my throat that says one thing: "Cough!" My ears are already tingling. "We are the Hellequin," I pick up the dialogue from a new audiobook....
Does it start with: "It is time to move on..."? Should I begin biographically, and tell a story, ending with: "and now, I'm on to something new,"? When I met Talis towards the end of 2007, I knew very little about the web, but suffered from a problem of perspective...
"She'll sit on you!" my mother said as I tried to play when I should have been quiet. "Huh? Why will she sit on me?" i asked, confused. "Because that's what Gi-gi does. She'll sit on you if you're bad!" she said ever so seriously. Gi-gi, my great-grandmother was out...
"You've had an accident on your bike," a familiar voice gave me something I knew. "You're in the hospital," and the familiarity fled with being awake. A few more dreams, and I slowly recognised myself lying in bed, surrounded by scrubs and unfortunate people. I pushed...
Friends very often ask whether I feel myself to be American or whether I'm English yet; and I find I always stammer a bit, and hedge. Do I feel like an American? I don't know. I spent the first 18 years of my life in Colorado, so you could say I'm definitely American....
Here are a few shots taken from around the place I grew up in Colorado. It's been a long time since I lived here, but I have never forgotten just how arid and stark it can be. There is a beauty here, but it's a harsh, unrelenting beauty. The plants are tortured and...
For the past few months, I've been a member of the Shropshire Community flickr group, where a bunch of friendly photo-folk share pics and tips via the excellent networking features on flickr. Saturday, I was privileged to join them for the first time in person as...