The salesman
I have two hand made suits. To get into them again I will have to shed some weight – they…
A coral cradle
The instructor pointed at my son, gently swimming over the wreck of the WWII US warship 3 metres below us,…
Sons of Sparta
“Where are you from?” enquires the mayor of Olympia. My son tells him we are from Brighton. We expect a…
Grace
“Something to drink, sir?” the stewardess proffered the silver tray. There was Champagne, orange juice or water. Bryan reached for…
I look up and thank God I’m not on it
Pedn Vounder beach is as damn near the end of Western Europe as you can get. It’s pronounced Pedny Vander,…
A loss of menace
I love the Saatchi Gallery. It used to be on the Southbank but it is now housed in the Old…
The Trip
We were next to a golf club, for Christ’s sake. If they had known what was on their doorstep just…
The Accidental dinner party
The 1805 Pullman Service to Penzance in Cornwall departs every weekday evening from platform four at London’s Paddington Station. It…
The 1805 Pullman car from Paddington to Penzance
Time to go! The whistle’s blow, The starched linen, the liveried crew, Dancing down the aisle to serve you. Entrée…
At the raw bar with Cowpey
It is ten years ago this year that Chris and I travelled to LA for our dream gig. We had…