Without the coat hangers of hours and minutes, we have nothing to fix our lives onto. We have been on holiday now for 5 days, and the only time hooks we had to think about were 8am for the opening of the breakfast buffet, and 6pm for the closing time for the pool. And now…
My name is . . . . . . and I’m a claustrophobic. And I have an MRI scan coming up. This is amazing technology. It agitates the water molecules in your organs in such a way that they can draw accurate picture of them using some very big magnets. I hop onto google and…
Last night I ran in the dark, through a forest. No street lights, no moonlight, just my feet navigating a rather soggy, uneven path. It was hard to see the way ahead, and there were potential hazards all around – fallen branches, puddles, pot holes, werewolves and vampires. Sometimes our imagination runs ahead of us…
Life is a jigsaw without a picture. We pick up one piece at a time and try to place it. A thought, a decision, a task, a conversation. Connecting pieces together in an attempt to make something coherent. I’m doing one – a jigsaw, that is – without a picture. It’s some sort of Sherlock…
Time moves on and on, and the past sinks deeper into our murky pool of memories. We simply can’t encapsulate a moment or an experience so fully that it can be retrieved and relived with any of the colour or depth of the original. Memory is thin and fragile; lacking in colour and detail, devoid…
Unwrapping The World 