friendship

Thirty-four flights departed from Budapest Airport yesterday. One of them took my friend back home to Edinburgh. I was watching the sky to see if

I love a good road-trip. Especially when it involves dropping in on friends I’ve not seen in the longest of times. From LA to Palm

It’s Sunday night. I’m sitting at the table in the Jungle Mansion. One of their 13 friendly local raccoons is messing around outside. It’s dark.

Many, many moons ago, in an effort to cure myself of the habit of buying touristy tat when I travelled, I hit on the idea

There’s a saying in Turkey that a cup of coffee commits you to 40 years of friendship. That’s some commitment.

I nearly didn’t recognise her. The short crop was gone, replaced by a pinned up 1940’s bob. I hadn’t seen my mate MC in way

I don’t have a television in my flat and I don’t have a fireplace. And because I don’t have either of these focal points, my

It’s been a long week and so many things happened to be grateful for. The success of the Gift of the Gab and the money

Miracles are a retelling in small letters of the very same story which is written across the whole world in letters too large for some

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