These days are so packed, so dense; something that happened 48 hours ago, or even 24 hours ago seems like a lifetime away. I begin to panic that I am falling behind until I remember, probably the only one that really cares about that is me. We have finished the Malaweg, and Dresden does seem …
The last time I visited Berlin I left with the heady feeling of someone in love, to the extent where they cannot conceive that the object of their affection would be capable of any flaw. Berlin was young, progressive, green, experimental, ‘out there’ and much more. It has long been thought of this way: “Berlin …
If Victorians think that Dan has paralysed the state capital with too many public works, they should spare a thought for the people of Porto. A new metro line is being built through and under the city and once vibrant parts of the city are now noisy, dusty, traffic clogged and generally unpleasant. The work …
I first visited Morocco in 1972, where I lived on a beach for six months with friends. I returned in 2011 with a different group of friends, miraculously it still seemed as amazing as it had the first time.
In 2018 we spent three months over winter house-sitting for friends in beautiful Cambridge. Walks in the meadows, lunches in the Grantchester pub, and long walks into the center of town for coffee. A special time.