This week, my partner and I made an all-too-rare trip to the cinema. Not to a popcorn-carpeted theatre the size of a small city, but to our local, volunteer-run Cube Microplex, to see Atlantics. We go to see a different view of the world we live in, or to visit an imagined world, and like… Continue reading Returning Spirits
It's that time of year! No, not that one. It's the time when the hours of daylight have narrowed, when to stay warm it's necessary to chain-drink tea, and in the south-west of England at least the forecast ranges from 'heavy showers' to 'light showers'. I need inspiration, otherwise the urge to hibernate will become… Continue reading Things of Feather, Flight and Bone
It’s contained, like a lamp-bound genie, sought-after like hidden treasure and as glowing and inaccessible as the realm of the Wizard of Oz. The Room may know you better than you know yourself, so be ready for a stark discovery.
