I was lucky: I went hitchhiking and encountered goodness all the way
Category - Life
Lost and found: at home in the game.
A journey begins. A journey ends. A journey begins again...
On the late, great, Mr John Clarke.
I help you. You help me. We get to help each other. Such are the joys of travel.
Jude is the cat that walks alone - for which I am grateful and impressed.
In praise of a writer with a feel for life - its beauty and its terror.
Go walking! Name the world. See what you find. See what finds you.
Long-term travel can be rewarding. The hard part is coming home and making sense of it. That, too, is a form of travel.
Three-quarter time at the local football ground: sunshine, mud and poetry.