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Be is for Barra
May 2022 I’m on Barra again, less than a year since my last visit. This time, I came fully prepared to live in the rhythms of island life, by which I mean: I know the bus timetable now. The bus timetable can easily dictate your life. I have exactly one option a day for getting…
To Barra in a pandemic
In which I travel to Barra during a global pandemic, but then largely forget about that.
A Song of Strone
In which I go on holiday, and despair at humankind.
There’s somebody under the shed
In which I am confused.
The Ballad of Chirp and Pidge
The first piece written for what would become this blog, in which I pay homage to some friends in Berlin.
Cultures of Peace 