a soundless echo

whole roasted mackerel with rainbow chard and tomato salsa at the 25 mile There are all kinds of silences and each of them means a different thing. There is the silence that comes with morning in a forest, and this is different from the silence of a sleeping city. There is silence after a rainstorm, […]

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no right turn

Sometimes this happens to me… Sometimes it really feels like I haven’t made a right turn in ages. Everything feels wrong. I feel lost, confused, frustrated… angry, stressed and shouty, or I retreat. I *think* I’m getting better at stopping myself, but my road is far from being without the odd diversion, crash (thankfully never […]

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the old mill

i drag myself out of bed at 6am, turn on the kettle and make coffee in the dark. putting on yesterday’s clothes and clutching my keep cup and camerabag, i lock up the cabin and head for the car. the destination: the cenarth mill and falls, wales. before the parking attendant arrives and asks for […]

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stop the car

last night i met the coracle king; completely by chance. i stopped the car to take a photograph of an old coracle on the side of the road and he came out of his wee house to find out why a car had stopped. he might be nearly 90 but his mind (and his hearing) […]

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