Collage

Snatches of images: here, and then gone. Over there! One followed by another: a horse, a drover, and an open-air carriage with white trimmings. Clop, clop, clop goes the horses’ hooves on the hard surface of the city bitumen road. And then silence as each drover waits for the traffic lights to change to green.…

A Little Mystery And A Dash Of Gumption

Gingerly I lift the dress up from the shoulder straps. Not quite free of the suitcase, I lift my arms a little higher and lay it out on the bed. Smoothing out the fabric with my hands, I think: I might just yet pull this off. From half way around the world to London and…

Enduring Melody

Head bopping, feet tapping, body swaying, fingers snapping. Lips curving into a smile.  The music triggers a memory: of another time and place, fondly remembered. Of an island off Italy’s coastline where the cliffs plunge into azure waters and narrow alleyways of light-coloured cobblestones and centuries-old buildings cling to the steep slopes. Travellers from different…

The Gift From New Zealand

Fast and furious. Wild. Soon the river is to be dammed.  Opportunities to ride its rollercoaster flow fewer and fewer. ‘Welcome aboard!’ I step from the jetty only to miss gaining a foothold.  Falling splat, the inflated craft cushions the impact.  My nostrils inhale the smell of rubber. From above, a decidedly bristly voice booms. …

Epidaurus, thanks for the memory

The sun is up, but the Aegean continues to sleep.  And the bay is so still, it looks as smooth as a sheet of glass. ‘The more things change, the more they stay the same,’ says our guide.  ‘Even since the time of the Ancients.’ The pier too seems sleepy.  Colourful fishing boats rest after…