Vanilla bean ice cream melts on the fingertips and fresh sea water breathes into the pores. 16km is walked on a stone beach and a box of battered fish becomes victim to the seagulls. Children’s squeals echo off the piers wooden boards, whilst flashing, overpriced arcade games encourage more noise. Stroll along the Hove’s colourful huts…
It’s a place sought out by many with a reputation that proceeds. A land of canals, potent grass and red lights, with museums a many and askew gingerbread houses. Travelling to Netherland’s capital and most populated city, I took a quick hiatus from London to have a weekend affair with Amsterdam. DAY EENE Noses for…
This is not a pity story, a lithe airy post, or a means of offence to the subjects discussed. This is just a truth that is my own, with experiences and emotions that I’ve come to feel and know. Our whole lives, especially at young, we are fed tales of heroism, love and justice. You’re…
The question on everyones lips and fingertips is “how are you doing?”. It sounds like a simple enough question. One that doesn’t take much thought or provoke calamity in the brain. But I’ve never been a fibber, and I can’t just sum it up with “good thanks, and yourself?”. […]
Suckling on maple syrup, watching reflections dance on the canal waterfront and anxiously dodging the swarm of Danish cyclists - pinch me if this is real, but am I in Copenhagen? Act One I like planes. I love airports. However, I’m not a huge fan of delayed planes at an over-crowded airport. That’s the icky pickle…
“To realise one's destiny is a person's only real obligation and when you want something, all the universe conspires in helping you to achieve it.” - Paulo Coelho, The Alchemist Most people take steps in life, especially when it comes to moving out. We move across streets, cities and states. We move the infants, the…
Change is not an enemy, nor is it a foe, it is simply a friend in fear - written by me on the back of a pharmacy receipt at 4pm in an undercover carpark, December 2017. I was born with an itch. Not like scabies or shingles or anything (although I did suffer from mild psoriasis when…
In the little city of Brisbane, two bedrooms have been emptied. The contents of Room 1 currently sit in boxes, bags and wrapped up newspapers. The contents of Room 2 have been sifted in custody to random garage sale buyers and charity shops. The fortunate items that survived the cull have recently been packed into two suitcases. Along with…
The tent is filled with the toxins arising from the inhabitants; people from all different wavelengths of society have gathered in this rhapsodic time to experience the ephemeral yet euphoric feeling that live music has the power to produce. This is no example of anecdoche - where bodies are conversing, but nobody is listening. From the voices on…
If that philosophical “god-like” figure from up above looked down at me this past week, this is what he would have seen; a young woman in a small car on the highway racing parallel to a delicious fairy-floss coloured sky, her heart pounding in sync with the souls she shared her company with, their hearts…
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