It used to happen in the old world of office work. It happened to others too. Stop working, go on holiday, get ill. Wait weeks and months for that break…and see a portion of it disappear. I didn’t have it so bad. Sometimes it would be a bad cold that would descend for the trip, …
Category archives: Travel
B is for bus ticket
This is on the edge of things that you hunt for, rather than things you encounter. But it’s an easy one – the city is littered with bus tickets, one way or another. This time, I find the ticket on the seat of the bus next to me. I feel a bit furtive. I don’t …
H is for holiday
I am meant to be putting things into piles. It’s holiday season – school have shut, families are making plans. I have decided to organise myself by…reading a large novel. This isn’t my usual approach. Normally holiday times come round and I’m prepared, a week in advance, even. This time round, no. Call it late …
8 Oct: once, at an amusement park…
…I went on a ride with no seatbelts. And lived to tell the tale. THE best ride that stands out in my mind is one I went on with my dad when I was quite little, maybe seven years old. We had this thing, you see, going on fairground rides together. As the oldest child, …
6 Oct: invent your perfect ice cream flavour
Decisions, decisions. Is it one flavour, or a multiple that taste particularly good together? Does it need to be like something familiar or can it be un-ice cream like (ie something you wouldn’t normally associate with cold and creamy tastes)? Part of me is tempted to say that the perfect ice cream has already been …
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