Windflowers

We had just bought our first house. It was a small gate lodge with a huge garden. It even had its own little forest in the corner. The ...

Mum in Canada with my brothers.  My favourite photograph of the three of them! The only thing I ever won in competition (it was a fa...

They seemed a breed apart. Disengaged from a normal life and embroiled in a fantasy existence that floated unanchored by mortgages, de...

In my childhood it was common to walk down our village street being harangued about the fires of hell. These street preachers would u...

It's been my pleasure meeting Libyan women on Malta. They’re, so far, universally nice, highly intelligent and focused. The young g...

Church of Saint Simeon Stylites Sometimes it's only when we know the detailed history of a place that the priceless nature of its...

The ebb and flow of the waves Speaks to the spirit Just as our blood flows From the beat of our faint hearts  so too this tide ...