life
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I Woke Up Today
Dreams of homes never lived in, lovers never had, And of lives lived forever, but not fire-retardant-clad. Dreams of spires and splinters, friends always known, Melted in palms once morning’s fires blown. Dreams so real you’d mourn, if memory would… Continue reading
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Rest in Peace, Charlie Kirk
Oh to Be. I’m now older than before, and I’m perhaps enjoying life more than ever. Or, perhaps, I’m simply beginning to know Life more. Being crests, and undulates, and ebbs, and runs. Flung by each wave to ever-highs and… Continue reading
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Behind the Wall of Sleep
The All-Nighter. No sleep. A feat that, for seven-year-old boys, surpasses mythical proportions. Midnight feasts; defying bed-time orders; going where no Me has ever gone before. I never made the grade, but it wasn’t for lack of trying. Toby’s seventh… Continue reading
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72 Hours in Rio de Janeiro, Brazil
Rio is both like everywhere and nowhere that you have ever been. The idea of the place had long loomed large in my internal world of forms. So extraordinarily iconic. To my experience, the final continental frontier. I had never… Continue reading
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We Do Not Define Happiness By Material Possessions
We do not define our happiness by material possessions. But we all do own things. And when we lose them, it is pretty damn annoying. It’s been estimated that the average person in developed Western societies owns 175,000 differentiated things.… Continue reading
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You’re Doing So Good
A child, named Tommy, sits on a step. Tommy is three. He likes dinosaurs and apples, and he is just learning to tie his shoelaces. As he does so, his inexperienced fingers get caught up in the loops he is… Continue reading
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My Life in 100 Songs
The past is fascinating. It is the home of nostalgia, of infinite experiences, of different feelings, of different loves, selves, places and people. Since publishing My Life in 100 Films, I’ve been drawn again to collect experience under the umbrella… Continue reading
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Be Bold, Be Bald
“Thsome men are blessthed with beautiful hair, and all othersth are blessthed with beautifully shaped headsth” Christopher Eubank … When I was sixteen, I had an issue that kept me up at night. I eventually booked myself a GP appointment… Continue reading
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A Whisper in the Woods
I love Love. Intangible and sacred, it is the warm butter to life’s bread, making everything softer, richer, and infinitely more nourishing. But it remains one of the things most difficult to encapsulate in language. This is partly due to… Continue reading
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Taking Flight
Today, in the British Airways headquarters, I received my “Wings”. To receive one’s “Wings” means to graduate from the BA cabin crew training programme. And I had the pleasure of doing so this afternoon, alongside twelve of the kindest, funniest,… Continue reading
The Eye of an Archer 