As a music lover, you don’t have to be religious to to feel the closeness of something bigger than one’s self. Music is something that that brings people together. It is a force to solidify and unite, a force that is beautiful and strange that births new experiences in our ears. Continue reading
The man who loved the women in his life more than his children has been abandoned by those women, and now he will spend eternity with his daughter. I’m certain this isn’t what he planned at all. Continue reading
My father and I had a broken relationship. We didn’t hate each other. We loved each other. There was simply a lifelong chasm between us that no bridge could span. Continue reading
I have been running for many years now, so many, that I think I can call myself a runner. I started big almost 10 years ago when I went from running nothing more than 5km to running the London Marathon and have ran fairly consistently ever since. Continue reading
Travel to the very Northern end of the Victoria line and you reach Walthomstow Central. Walk for a further 10 minutes or so past takeaways, nail bars and bakeries, until you reach the rather aptly named Ruby Road. Aptly named because at the end of it is a real gem, the rather beautiful William Morris Gallery. It is in complete contrast to everything around it, and the only clue you are getting close is the William Morris quote emblazoned across the side of a house at the end of Ruby Road. Continue reading
The ancient glacial landscape was showing off this morning. A stunning walk. Continue reading
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