Sunday Morning. 17.03.2019

It’s 7:30am on a Sunday Morning, Sunday 17th of March 2019 in New Zealand. Two days after an Australian White Supremacist terrorist murdered 49 innocent people in a Christchurch Mosque. Another has died from their wounds this morning, after I started writing this. 50 people murdered and 50 more wounded in a few minutes, in suburban […]

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The Day After Poetry Day

I’m not really a Poet, although I occasionally turn to Poetry when I feel the need, or I might win a T-Shirt. I was advised I should put my random and rare poems in one place, so here they are. All 4 of them. First Poems first, although I had written poems before I have […]

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Chapter Six: Being Forgotten

It’s been a while since I was here, I had other things to do. While I remembered I had a blog of course, I’d just neglected the writing. Actually I had decided taking photos was more rewarding. Here’s the thing though, I started a book a few years ago. I’ve talked about the story a […]

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East Cape, revisited

This post is special. It’s about an amazing part of New Zealand. I wanted to get some proper images up of the location this story is about. It’s an incredible area and deserves to have some appropriate photography to show the place off properly, so I’ll pop a few among the words. There is a […]

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On getting robbed in Italy

This is going to be something like a travel essay. I had to look up what an essay actually was though. For your information in case you don’t know either, it’s a ‘short piece of writing on a particular subject’. So that’s easy! The subject of this short piece of writing is a weekend break […]

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On travel

Your challenge, should you choose to accept it, will be to decipher the bits of this post where my tongue is in my cheek and where it is not. I live overseas from where I was born. I have travelled as far to my current home from my original one as it is possible to […]

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In defence of the Realm

I’m writing this off the back of something someone who followed me on Twitter has written in his profile description. It says “waiting for Britain to be Great again”. I cannot tell you how many times people have said to me upon finding out that I am a Kiwi, “why on earth would you live […]

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