The Ongoing Ripples of Childhood Friendships
December 8, 2024 4 CommentsWritten 20 October, posted 27 October 2024 1974, Class of 3rd Primary, European School Brussels I. Photo credits: school photographer. (Approval gained from all those in the photo I am still in touch with, and with all names mentioned in the text below. Gracious thanks to you all for your rich contributions, friendship and trust). […]
Read MoreAbnormally Normal, Normally Abnormal
December 8, 2024 1 CommentImage by Roger Chapman on Unsplash 17 October 2024 Today, home feels like home. Again. It feels weird—and lovely. Soothing, even. There’s something surreal about having my two eldest children back in the house at a time other than Christmas. For so long, it’s just been me, Black the dog, and Silver the cat—our once […]
Read MoreMedjool’s Conversation with Gaia
December 8, 2024 1 CommentImage by DALL.E and photo by me Written by Medjool during August 2024, posted here on 5 October 2024. Translated and shortened from the French original which was rather more beautiful and poetic. (As always, posts on my psychedelic experiences (in this experience I was a co-sitter, not a participant), I am not advocating their […]
Read MoreAnd Julia?
December 8, 2024 2 CommentsPhotos taken by friends 3 October 2024 Yesterday I caught up with a friend-former colleague, John C. We go back somewhere between 15-20 years and have both professional and sports-leisure interests in common – so there is always plenty to talk about. His sporting endeavours have always been about five notches (on a scale of […]
Read MoreCall Me By My Loves
December 8, 2024 2 CommentsImage by Omer Salom on Unsplash 2 October 2024 It still happens. That in a moment, here or there, at home or up high in mountain ranges, somewhere I feel particularly safe and relaxed, that I call out to Medjool using Mike’s name. “Mike?” I say, or perhaps, “hey, Mike!”, or simply “Mike”. I catch […]
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