Mother country
I am back in Australia, honest! Proof of this are the shorts adorning my waist, the flat white on my desk and the gorgeous melodies... Read More
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Way out west
A sure sign that I had been in the UK for a while was the notion that it was simply ludicrous to expect to explore... Read More -
Getting Shroppy
Very very occasionally, when I find myself inordinately bored – probably a cold, dark night in the midst of a Canberra winter – I might... Read More -
Y Twwryppch Ddysccvyrnngh y byht uf Cymru
The richness of Britain is quite something. Not richness in an economic sense, that measure upon which so much weight is given – wander any... Read More -
Counting counties
Did you know, the westernmost county of England has no motorways? In the height of summer, as holidaymakers trawl through Truro, pummel Padstow and flock... Read More -
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 -
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
