The Rewarding Things About Writing A Novel

So I’ve written a novel. Still quite hard to believe it’s done. But it somehow is. A novel that started alone at home in Johannesburg and ended in a North East corner of London a year later. I wrote it in coffee shops, in bed, on trains, in restaurants and in living rooms. At 46 … Continue reading The Rewarding Things About Writing A Novel

Notes From A Muddy Island: Transport

It’s two months this week since we took the rather life changing trip from South Africa to the UK to come live and work here. Instead of one long post on everything, I thought I’d stagger it into bite sized chunks, dedicated to one topic at a time. Let me talk about transport first, because … Continue reading Notes From A Muddy Island: Transport

Bukowski – The Unlikely Hero

Discovering Charles Bukowski’s writing was a bit like discovering Pink Floyd. In both cases I didn’t know a great deal about the creative artist in question. But there was something that drew me to them. Some unseen force which made me pick up their product from the shelves and buy it. With Pink Floyd it … Continue reading Bukowski – The Unlikely Hero

Home is Temporary, Roots are Permanent

There’s a novel by John Steinbeck, a famous one called The Grapes of Wrath. It centres around a family (and many other families), venturing thousands of miles westward to California in search of a better life, escaping the harsh dust bowl of Oklahoma in the 1930’s. One scene early in the book depicts how the … Continue reading Home is Temporary, Roots are Permanent

North Sentinel Island and the Paradox of the Modern World

I try to avoid the news these days. ‘News’ as we like to believe it is not news anymore, but an interpretation of facts through the lens of the reporting entity’s worldview, beliefs or worse, ideology. It’s become a propaganda machine designed to make us outraged and sow division. It’s probably always been like this, … Continue reading North Sentinel Island and the Paradox of the Modern World

Romancing The Ordinary

It’s an interesting thing being a father to a two year old. Interesting for many reasons, but one of the primary ones being the amount that the two year old teaches you. A few days ago after a downpour of rain we were walking around outside. She exclaimed at having seen something interesting, and proceeded … Continue reading Romancing The Ordinary

The Owl

It’s strange how some random moments can pull your mind right back to where it should be and remind you what life should be about. It was Saturday. I was a single parent for the morning with my two year old daughter Gem. I decided around mid-morning to go out for a walk around our … Continue reading The Owl