Dickens of a Time
It was the best of times; it was the worst of times. It was the dickens of a time locating 48-49 Doughty Street, Holborn, in the London Borough of Camden.
Big Things Australia
Australian road users have little to break the monotony on long-haul trips other than counting roadkill and gawking at endless open spaces soon relegated to ‘just more scenery’.
The Jewish Question
I suggested we go back and see if he required assistance. The driver executed a tight turn and hastened back. The man, relieved, breathlessly asked, “Are you a Jew?”
All Demos No Roussos
The world is waking up. We have gathered. Frisson, you feel it in the air. Marching footfall loud, defiant, gathering motion sends shivers, vibrates underground, signals notice forward.
His Left Foot
I am outraged when I hear of wilful destruction of artworks. I rejoice at the discovery of a lost masterpiece. I can’t desecrate a book by folding dog ears on a page to mark my place.
Gaudi Not Gaudy
Dour and guarded Antoni Gaudi shunned public life, an aesthete who found inspiration in nature and music. Unlucky in love, he was wedded to the austerity of the Spanish Catholic Church where he found solace devoting his artistic…
Two Fears, One Price
A quick backstory by way of a question. What do the glass elevators travelling outside the Skylon at Niagara Falls, the Crown on the Statue of Liberty, Sydney’s Centre Point Tower, and Brisbane’s Storey Bridge have in common? All have been the staging ground for my irrational fear of heights melt downs.