The Cambrian Way

‘If you make it to Conwy,’ promised a kindly publican with a tattoo of an Uzi submachine gun on her upper arm, ‘come back here and there’ll be a pint…

Snowshoeing in Tromsø

The last time I went winter walking in the mountains above Tromsø, I lost both my map and myself in the snow. It was 2009, and I’d left my editorial…

A trip to Japan

Last Friday, as most of the world was going about its more important business, I was sat in a restaurant on the outskirts of Kyoto eating candied crickets, bee larvae…

Field guns in the Kremlin

The other week, I took a little jaunt over to see my old mate P and his family in Moscow. I’ve been promising to visit him since he first moved…

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