I remember my first day at Goldsmiths in 2007, officially registering for the Masters in Journalism I had decided to pursue as I neared the end of my chemotherapy course. I’d almost forgotten I was still on chemotherapy: a measly pill of a low dose could have been my daily vitamins. My hair had grown … Continue reading The cancer look – or, why I have a beard
If any place could symbolise how forces beyond your control can sweep into your life, bringing destruction, change but also surprising new opportunities and hope for the future, Pozzuoli's Rione Terra, in the heart of Campania's Campi Flegrei (Phlegrean Fields), is that place. The volcanic area of the Campi Flegrei is drenched in fascinating myth, history and geological phenomena. It's where … Continue reading Seismic shifts in Pozzuoli – and life
"You know what?" said Mariacristina. "It's been a great year." She's right, of course...
A very Happy (delayed) Easter to everyone; I hope you all enjoyed the celebrations and/or the long weekend, as you prefer. I very nearly posted this 'ambush' video yesterday after discovering Mariacristina had taken it, but soon decided that nobody would be in a rush to hear from me on Easter Sunday – and I was too … Continue reading Days +23 to +26: Food fights
Patience is a virtue; virtue is a grace. Grace is a little girl who doesn't wash her face There's a remarkable phenomenon regarding our microwave at our home in Streatham: like most microwaves, it usually displays the time, but on a fairly regular basis I find the time has been replaced with a single number … Continue reading The English patient’s patience
When Mariacristina first moved to London, we didn't have very much money, and – as I was banging on about the other day – had to adapt to our circumstances. Mariacristina proved to be an excellent efficiency hunter and merrily cut a swathe through our outgoings to cut out, for example, unnecessarily expensive branded food, … Continue reading Say ‘cheese’!