The ruins of Kefalonia

Ruins are plentiful on the island of Kefalonia – not surprising, given that humans first settled on the island in Palaeolithic times, and important communities arose in the Mycenaean and Classical eras. Of all the ruins, the most atmospheric and poignant must be those that remain following the devastating earthquakes which struck the island in August 1953. Arriving on the island soon after the earthquake … Continue reading The ruins of Kefalonia

Voyage to Ithaca

Always keep Ithaca in your mind. To arrive there is your final destination. But do not rush the voyage in the least. Better it last for many years; and once you’re old, cast anchor on the isle, rich with all you’ve gained along the way, expecting not that Ithaca will give you wealth. – from ‘Ithaca’ … Continue reading Voyage to Ithaca

Down to the Dee shore once more: what we need is here

Another walk in one of our favourite places – the Dee shore at Thurstaston.  So close to the city, yet walking the river’s edge here felt far from the mad spending frenzy of the year’s busiest shopping day. Wild and windswept today, but with with everything sharply illuminated by shafts of brilliant low winter sun. Clouds raced overhead, … Continue reading Down to the Dee shore once more: what we need is here

Walking the Sandstone trail: three characters in conversation

In her book, Wanderlust: A History of Walking, Rebecca Solnit characterizes walking as, ‘a state in which the mind, the body, and the world are aligned, as though they were three characters finally in conversation together, three notes suddenly making a chord’.  Solnit’s ‘three characters in conversation together’ describes pretty well the walk which saw (more … Continue reading Walking the Sandstone trail: three characters in conversation

Bugling for the Missing of WW1: cutting back to what’s left on the bone

Storm approaching over the Somme I’m driving south from Lille towards Arras, tailwinds from hurricane Bertha sending clouds skittering across the sky above the plains of Picardy – beginning a journey that will take me through the physical landscapes of the First World War – the Somme valley and the old Ypres salient.  At the same time, … Continue reading Bugling for the Missing of WW1: cutting back to what’s left on the bone