• Tartu student shinanagans

    I’ve bought myself a pair of running shoes.  This in itself is a new experience for me, as it has never happened before.  A year or so ago I purchased a jump rope.  This I left, unused, in a hostel in Croatia; as it was taking up too much room in my bag.  But needs …

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  • A day for the boy

    I feel the cold metal in my hands.  The weight.  The power.  Everything else is shut out.  I feel myself breathing slowly.  The only thing I see is the man in front of me.   I focus on his arrogant shoulders, his obnoxious head teasing me, his chest puffed out like a bull pigeon.  It’s …

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  • Tallinn

    In an attempt to deal with my flight to Estonia, I’ve stayed up all night in the hope that I will pass out on the plane.  I’m walking around Gatwick like a zombie at stupid o’clock in the morning, having arrived far too early for the departure.  There’s plenty of time for the seeds of …

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