My First Day at School
How long can I stand in the burn until my feet go numb? Too long. Better to keep throwing stones into the deep bit. Maybe I'll wake up a fish. I wonder where all this water comes from? Up that hill I suppose. I can hear Daddy shouting my name. What does he want? It's...
read moreA Simple Guide to Publishing Ebooks
There's a ton of material online about how to publish an ebook and I've been rummaging through it for ages. Some of it's quite confusing but if I can understand it, anyone can. I'll publish my first ebook (a fairy tale) soon and that, I'm sure, will be my best...
read moreCambridge Analytica and my Ethical Code
Journalism works like this: a story "breaks" and all the media channels start writing (or talking) about it. For a few days it's all over the media. Then it's forgotten. An interesting question is: who says what stories are relevant? But I'm not going to get into that...
read moreThe train from York
A man in an anorak shuffles down the carriage. He sits heavily as if cut from a rope. A girl looks up, shifts and frowns into her book. He glances at her. His face looks shrunken, as though once bigger. The train picks up speed, sways on the tracks. Stiffly, like a...
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I Love to Cycle in Kathmandu
My brother’s house in Kathmandu is old, narrow and tall. At the bottom of the house is a dark room which doubles up as an entrance hall and bicycle garage. This is where I am, getting ready to cycle across town. I’m wearing good trousers (I’m going to a meeting) and...
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