Do it

And you can be mean, unseen behind a computer screen, Disparaging a dream because it’s already been done, seems everyone else is doing it So laugh Laugh how I’m not the only one But the difference, you see, between you and me is that I’m doing it Making a choice Sure A choice that others…

Positano

Dappled, glittering sunlight, palpable warmth in streams, almost liquid, flowing yellowly across sunscreened skin. A smile, dazed, content in sober drunkenness. Sand, warm and soft, stretching away on either side to coloured houses tumbling up the cliffs; bright coral in the open air, connected by vine-entwined streets. The rocks sheer down to the cool waterline…

Kochi

We’d been walking for over an hour in loops and circles through labyrinthine walkways, our sandals and feet covered in dry dust from the narrow stone streets; our modest, sensible clothes stuck to the sweat on our bodies. The air was a haze of smoke, petrol and incense, sometimes so pervasive that I had trouble…

The last time I travelled…

The last time I travelled I had a revelation. It was a long and at times tedious road trip from Sydney to Adelaide via the Great Ocean Road with my best friend Eliza. We’d come off the Road itself and were well into the endless grey stretches of South Australian tarmac deceptively named the ‘Adelaide…

NZ

In my mind lasts the resounding, echoing images of New Zealand that bring tears to my eyes. I miss it as I would a person – a lover, perhaps, with whom I’ve had to part. It’s beauty in its grandeur, its calm, humble strength, its warmth and its biting cold. The landscape that crescendoes and…