Bolt out of the blue
Britain excels in that insipid low cloud misty drizzle. It lends the country a rather depressing air, accentuating the abundant greyness of post-way concrete city... Read More
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Frictionless
When I get back to Australia I know I will get the question along the lines of “how are things in Britain these days then?”... Read More -
Sconeage-in-Roseland
One week in to Southwest England and I had not crossed the Tamar. Perhaps I was in the minority in light of Poldark-mania and endless... Read More -
Hope for blue
Devon, oh Devon. Rolling hills, white fluffy clouds in a blue sky, white fluffy sheep in a green field, the deep blue sea shimmering in... Read More -
A quick bath
It is quite possible to cross borders from the kingdom of Wessex, especially given it’s a redundant concept from the middle ages. Among other borderlands,... Read More -
The only way
What and where is Wessex? It’s a question I recall asking a member of the Wessex Youth Orchestra as we all happened to be squished... Read More -
London Grammer
There is comfort to be had in the depressing grey shades of Heathrow Airport, a reassuring tinge of concrete and pessimism. But what’s this? People... Read More -
Sapphire sea to blue sky
As Europe scorches and folk back home whinge about it being too hot, the disjuncture between England and Australia heightens. Minus fives accompany football matches... Read More -
Casual traveller
There are qualidays and there are qualidays. One can involve a dull drive to Wagga to hang out in a beige-infested meeting room, the other... Read More -
Nature’s confetti
A lack of blogging endeavour is reflective of my position of relative stasis in the last couple of months. Still, if you were to choose... Read More
