Fleeting Moments
The blog is updated when something comes to mind, memories, thoughts, or moments that I feel need to be written down. Other times, the writing is just a simple record, tracing brief, unplanned moments that might otherwise dissolve into nothing. These are the things that can be easily overlooked, the small moments that, without record, could quietly vanish from the world. Most of the accompanying photos are mine, others are stock and attributed to authors accordingly.
20 August, 2009
For a fleeting moment…
I see myself standing in a narrow street of an Italian mountain town, the air is cool and fresh, the sky blue and the sun is warm on my face.
12 March, 2009
About time
As a child, I would sometimes stand in front of the 70s-styled fireplace and gaze into the face of the wooden wind-up clock that sat upon the thin mantelpiece.
15 February, 2009
Cwmystwyth, Winter 1985
It’s 1985, it’s winter, I am 21 years old and living in a small cottage that I share with my brother and two friends.
22 May, 2007
The urban traveller
I have come to the conclusion that urban rail travel produces a different set of behaviours to non-urban travel.
26 May, 2006
A Helicopter in the sky
I woke up early on Monday morning, and after breakfast I stood in the garden to drink my first cup of coffee of the day.
22 February, 2006
Like old friends?
I have been cycling to work along the same route for about five years, I take the short cut over the Marshes and up into Hackney, East London.
14 February, 2006
Tiny Rainbows
The pier had a simple design, roughly constructed out of white fractured concrete; over the years ...
11 February, 2006
London: Terror Threat Level Reduced
As the train leaves the station I take a moment to look at my fellow passengers; I see that they are also uneasy, their eyes dart around the carriage like birds alert for predators.
18 February, 2003
Bare Floorboards
In the dream, I am walking through the house that I lived in when I was a child. The house often appears very bright with white painted walls and bare floorboards.
15 January, 2003
Two Incidents
7.30AM. I wake, rub my eyes, and get out of bed; I begin the daily ritual of preparing breakfast, bathing, and getting myself ready for work.
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