In the Misty Rainforest
I’m a traveller just passing through… – Sharon O’Neil, Asian Paradise In China, parks and natural landscapes hold a revered … Continue reading In the Misty Rainforest
I’m a traveller just passing through… – Sharon O’Neil, Asian Paradise In China, parks and natural landscapes hold a revered … Continue reading In the Misty Rainforest
It is late afternoon when we arrive in Llangattock. The sun is streaming down the valley of the River Usk, … Continue reading A Beer at the Horse Shoe Inn
In my imagination, I can see two worlds: the Victorian and the digital rendered at once in black and white and shimmering colour. Digital screens displaying departure times and advertisements flash alongside the 19th-century ironwork and tiling. Amid the 21st-century hustle, echoes of the Victorian era subtly reveal themselves in the characters around me. The man in the smart suit, intently checking his iPhone, could be a Dickensian bookkeeper hurrying to his cellar-room counting house behind a wooden door with a rattle in its throat. Continue reading In the Hall of the Railway King
Here, in the cathedral’s shadow, I am still enveloped in its hallowed calm, a secular pilgrim at the gates of history. In this pause between the old stones and the sky-reaching Shard, it seems as though the burden of the present is perfectly balanced by the gravity of the past. I am standing at a crossroads in time, the very air around me saturated with a sacred stillness. Here, in the shadow of spires, I discover a sanctuary in the stone and stories, a threshold to the new Jerusalem. Continue reading The New Jerusalem
The inlets and coves, slotted into the coastline like notches on a sailor’s knife handle… I was jumped on by … Continue reading Moonlight Encounter
Hong Kong has a secret alter ego. Beyond Stanley – a trendy seaside suburb on a peninsula suspended from the … Continue reading A WALK ACROSS THE ROOFTOPS
Out here nothing changes, not in a hurry anyway. You feel the endlessness, running on the light of day… … Continue reading Wide Awake in Dreamland
Maps are fascinating. Their intricate detail and their arcane symbols always seem to whisper “come and find out.” Continue reading Maps
“I dig my toes into the sand; The ocean looks like a thousand diamonds, strewn across a blue blanket…” – … Continue reading The City of Light
Here endless trickles count what comes to be and grain by grain the runnels decimate Eternity. – … Continue reading Time in the Flinders Ranges