Miles per gallon
‘Trouble with taking this car out,’ declared a large man with a strong West Yorkshire accent, ‘is that it’s an hour on... Read More
We should have been together
We should have been together, here, where the water is not natural, where there is a dark pool on the beach. A... Read More
The tough life
I have just returned from a week in the jasmine-scented surroundings of Fornells Bay, Minorca, with most activity revolving around the sea.... Read More
Tit for tat
Christian, my brother, is currently working as an artist-in-residence at a small boarding school in Essex. He lives an implausible existence in... Read More
The King of the High Chaparral
Shuffling brushes like a clenched mikado, mixing the ingredients for paint; earth and iris, and horse-piss, spring water, whiskey, potash and salt,... Read More
Before they end up on a piece of string
Has anyone else been enjoying the sight of horse chestnut trees in full flower lately? A few years ago, during a period... Read More
No sleeves and a cuckoo clock
One of my favourite items of clothing in this soggy but not particularly cold weather is a leather jerkin of the sort... Read More
The Road (Kenfig Pools)
We shall tramp about, with our eyes on small traps of water in the track. His eyes will be mine, even the... Read More