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Last days in

The nice thing about saying goodbye is that you finally see everything you’d been meaning to with everyone you’d been meaning to. My last week in Sydney was relaxed for such a hectic time; mostly just good cafés with good people. The best was probably… Read More

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Crossroads

Things have been quiet, I know. I keep waiting for life to settle down and to do what I tell it, but I’m starting to realise that that isn’t going to happen. I’m faced with a choice that keeps me awake, sometimes: Sydney or Melbourne?… Read More

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Opposite the cinema

I like my room. Now that I’ve figured out how to keep the fern alive it’s becoming a good kind of place (in spite of the lemon-yellow walls), to the point where I found it cosy enough to photograph. It feels like every new place… Read More

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Hyde Parkish

That’s a thing I love about my corner of the world: relentless and shameless name-plagiarsm. You can’t blame the early settlers/invaders for their homesickness but they were really grasping at straws — this place looks nothing like South Wales. In the same way, a Hyde… Read More

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13 Geese

Barcelona is an old, old city, the kind of place where they find other ruins buried under ruins. Residents seem to delight in the layers of their city, Roman excavations, sacrifices to the civil war, the rest of it. Look at everything we’ve done, everything… Read More

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Lately 01

Hey, I’m back. You’re back? Yeah. Since when? Not long. Catch up? Coffee? Coffee. See you, then: Monday/Tuesday/Wednesday/Thursday/Friday/Saturday/Sunday/soon. I’ve been here a little more than a fortnight. It doesn’t really feel like a fortnight — then again, it doesn’t not feel like a fortnight. You… Read More

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And Roses

Barcelona & Roses & Cadaqués & Figueres & Lagrasse & Saint-Émilion & La Rochelle & Carnac & Nantes. We got a car from Barcelona to round out the trip. I’ll always be devoted to train travel — the strange, empty stations, through dust and the… Read More

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Like a jewel in the sun

And if Freddie can go on, so will I! Mostly about the food. They're not the greatest photos but I was, um, too busy eating. Having a (tiny) slice of 265€/kg ham was an event. The thing is, looking back through my pictures, there isn't… Read More

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Such a beautiful horizon

So Freddie Mercury says; and I can't disagree. Oh, Barcelona, Barcelona, Barcelona. What is it about this city? It feels warm under your fingers — not because of the weather, but more like it's some hot-blooded creature, alive and vibrant and beautiful. Maybe because it… Read More