The mysterious thin threads of rain, wrist-high beneath a bright February near-cloudlessness, beneath the chiming of the wire and metal masts of the yacht club, over the heads of bairns and dogs: they sheen like web and are gone, while the crows lift and drop, drop and lift, the mussels on the shore. © Read More
The car hire company bestows upon you the great gift of abandoning you to the airport overnight. Returned to the eternal striplights of your early travels, you wrap your head in the checkered pakama, place the green Ethiopian Airways eyemask on your face, and insert the orange earplugs which can’t quite block the music of Read More
