Campfire Tales

Campfire Tales

Sacred Island The aged boat slid through the water and gently nosed out into the harbour. She was a well-loved and open sixteen-footer with mainsail and jib. A gentle breeze tickled her sail as she began to slip along and out in the middle there were fierce gusts filling sails and pushing other vessels towards Rangitoto. With six of us crammed in there amongst our … Continue reading Campfire Tales

Wasted Day

Wasted Day

I woke up today, just as I did yesterday, and the day before that, and switched on the radio and heard the usual bullshit from broadcasters, and politicians, and people trying to convince me to buy whatever theory they were peddling in that hour, my brain shut down, because, honestly, it has reached overload, nothing more can go in, and nothing much comes out, I … Continue reading Wasted Day

Starlings By Erinna Mettler

From Woolf’s Scarborough To Erinna Mettler’s Brighton

I’ve wondered, who will define the first decades of the 21st century, the way Virginia Woolf defined the pre- and post war years of the 20th. I may have found the answer. This is Woolf, describing Scarborough around 1910. ‘For there was a magnificent view —moors behind, sea in front, and the whole of Scarborough from one end to the other laid out flat like … Continue reading From Woolf’s Scarborough To Erinna Mettler’s Brighton