The doorstep
A habit of mine is to go for a walk somewhere every day of the week. Or at least try to, even if this is... Read More
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Exhausting
I love how there are so many different roads meandering through the English countryside, linking villages that you never knew existed; undistinguishable places called something... Read More -
The divide
Welcome to Liverpool John Lennon Airport where the time is 10:55 in the morning, the temperature is 10 degrees Celsius and you should watch your... Read More -
Oeuf to France
The annual plume of unseasonal warm air making its way up towards the British Isles from North Africa (aka fake summer) coincided with a trip... Read More -
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Lazy swing
Perfect timing is an almost impossible feat for golfing hacks like me. To successfully synchronise arms and legs and shoulders and heads and buttocks and... Read More -
Uppish drives
If I was to analogise the lingering weeks of summer, it would be to that of a very uneventful over from Glenn McGrath. Turn at... Read More -
Forty degree challenge
I really don’t get this whole Ten Year Challenge malarkey. Not because it’s like some glorified chain letter vanity project or anything. No, my only... Read More -
Season’s heatings
After an indifferent run up, the Christmas and New Year period decided to go all out Aussie and deliver roasting temperatures and blistering sun. What... Read More -
Crisscross
Lest I become too rose-tinted about Cornish beaches, life back in Australia conspired to take me once more across the continent to Perth. This is... Read More
