Monsieur Douane

Monsieur Douane, 'I'm sorry'. <<Je m'excuse>>. I did not realise that there were customs; at Customs. I simply thought your dog was cute. So I stoked it. Was <<NE TOUCHEZ PAS LE CHIEN>> really necessary To bring to a close a moment of tendresse humain? N'est pas, c'est pas la peine. Never mind, it's not... Continue Reading →

Oran: Architecture in Transformation

It is dark when I wake up. The hillside twinkles between navy sea and sky. Under my window, traffic flows paint the beginnings of day. A single crane on the horizon symbolises the building of this modern Algerian city. I take my breakfast facing the the coastline as the natural pastels of morning develop beyond... Continue Reading →

Ibiza: The contradictions of consumption

My friend Dan sips a Fanta on the beach. 'This is a holiday in the mouth', he says. It reminds him of drinking Fanta on previous holidays. There's substance to his throwaway comment. Especially for someone (yours truly) who actively enjoys overthinking situations and seeking out connections and linkages. For Ibiza is a contradictory nexus... Continue Reading →

Bobby, Disability, and the Housing Crisis

This is a post about disability and the housing crisis, and it intersects with LGBT rights. I know there's an election coming up. And I know the personal is political etc. But this is personal. So I'm going to talk about Bobby and not the political landscape that constrains him. I remember meeting Bobby in... Continue Reading →

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