Heart of darkness?

I’m afraid to go to Africa. Flies that burrow and rot, worms that come out your eyeball metres long, fish … More

This and that and you know…share houses at fifty nine?

I’ve recently acquired two housemates. This after living in splendid isolation for three years or so (I can’t recall exactly) … More

I mean ice and fire, obviously. To wit, Iceland. I’m not in Iceland now. I’m in Australia, settling back into … More

This is Ludo. If you’re wondering, the location is HIS decision. My daughter (who’s always alert for cats) noticed him … More

After a hundred days of sunshine in southern Europe – it rained today! I never thought I’d be glad to … More

I went to Crete because of a book and a puzzle. The book was Mary Renault’s The King Must Die/The … More

Old bodies. Naxos has got me thinking about them because, well, they’re all over the place. Back in Oz, older … More

Two stories. In 1982 a thin, brown, scantily dressed Australian girl stands by the roadside in Delphi, her thumb out … More

Why is it always sunny in travel photos? Why – I call this the Instagram Effect – is it necessary … More

Suppose you went to Belsun, two thousand five hundred years after World War 2. What would you expect? Would the … More