Silence Without

Given that the cool change is on its way (Avalon went from 46° to 34°!) this isn't exactly a timely post, but my brain hasn't been g...

It was the standard package; end of the world and you and a handful of randoms are trying to outrun the symptoms of that ending. In this cas...

I started 2013 on the other side of the world (in the dark, in the misery, with an angry bird and cheeky lover), and after five new lands I ...

I've time to spend before an appointment, cannot remember which of the cafés around don't do annoyingly bitter chai lattés and witho...

"Nevertheless, there has perhaps never been a bird that flies as correctly as an aeroplane; yet all birds fly better than aeroplanes ...

Café Dox is hidden beneath the Old Town in Stockholm. The open space is cluttered with couches and armchairs, and punctuated by the fluted a...

1. Sir Tessa, first and only member of the Society of Homeless Wondernauts, roamed directionless through the vaults and cabinets of the Brit...

The table is tiny, an old sewing table still with wheel and pedals so I cannot get my legs beneath. The restaurant, 'U dwau Maryí', ...

"...(and seemed to confirm Chamfort's dictum that a man must swallow a toad every morning to be sure of not meeting with anything m...

That's the mark of a true adult; total responsibility for self. It is a mostly exhausting process, sadly, and much of the time the rewar...

Footpaths. They're a thing. Regards, Sir Tessa

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If only I lived up high, somewhere distant from the ground, with a balcony, or better, access to the roof, so I could stand on the edge with...

NEXT WEEK IS MY LAST WEEK AT WORK. YES. I ONLY JUST REALISED THIS. FFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFF FFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFF FFFFFFFFFFFFF...

Beautiful Tessa, Your deftness with words and how you craft feelings and visions with them leaves me awed and enraptured... pretty much alll...

Steady rain. A magnificent day to be a snail. They're all out basking on the paths and in the puddles. I think for some it is "Snai...

"Just like that — Just time — Just time — Don't care myself if the whole fucking shit house goes up in chunks — I've sat out no...

Google has FINALLY released an iPhone app for Blogger. About time! I'm posting from it right now! This would be a more exciting statemen...