On Sunday morning, the water in the Royal Albert Dock was calm and flat, and reflected the sky like a mirror. Sunday mornings in Docklands are unusually peaceful. London City airport doesn’t begin operating until midday, and the only other people on the water was another dragon boat team — there was plenty of room … Continue reading
Just because it’s National Poetry Day… Sonnet XVI by Pablo Neruda I love the handful of the earth you are. Because of its meadows, vast as a planet, I have no other star. You are my replica of the multiplying universe Your wide eyes, are the only light I know from extinguished constellations; your skin … Continue reading
I was back in work for 3 days after Canada before I was packing a bag, grabbing my passport and heading out the door before dawn to catch a flight to Lisbon for a Javascript conference. Due to be generally disorganised, I left things too late to book the conference organisers’ suggested hotel and though … Continue reading
The Flat-Footed Adventurer 