On the wide valley floor the snow makes the fields look vast and the fences lead to distant but regular homesteads. The open fields are backed by the mountains, folded with evergreens shading the snowy folds of the steep valleys. This is the country surrounding Logan, Utah. I’m here surfing a not insignificant wave of [...]

Is this the clutter of a writer or a lazy fraud?
A dirty plate, half a desiccated chili and flecks of yellow rice on board
A letter left unsent, one dice, a baby’s hat, a biro, delicately gnawed
Three light bulbs yet to blow, a bull dog clip, some frayed and useless chord

The mess of someone trying to [...]

Its been a while. Some things have changed, others haven’t - that’s the way things tend to go. I am beginning to actually feel like my more than two year journey has come to an end. Its been a year and a month since I landed back here, and left the world of two seat [...]

Following one’s dreams was, I suppose never meant to be easy! There are certain sacrifices one makes, money in my case being one of them. To allow myself time to follow leads, grow lists of contacts and chase the media industry, I have avoided stable nine’til’five employment, scared my dreams would disappear in a haze [...]

I don’t profess to be an authority on current affairs, in fact an ex girlfriend once labelled me pig ignorant. But, switching on the radio occasionally while stripping a pathetically small square of wallpaper in my tiny spare room, I see how, since my return to the UK I have become clueless with regards to [...]

12.26am Sunday 17th May
The man sitting opposite me has just woken up, his eyes showing themselves red and watery from under heavy lids. The girl sitting next to him has her head buried in her hands and curls protected and secret against the glass pane separating the seats from the door. Through her fingers when [...]

Its fairly easy to waste time sitting at home, trying to write a book. I look over my shoulder and there are some dishes to do. While doing the dishes I see an ant exploring the side board next to the cooker. I’ve named him Herman - he comes to visit regularly and up to [...]

Last night I gave a talk down the road from my house. It wasn’t a big affair, no stage or mic stand or reporters, just a little talk to a yoga school about my journey. I have done a few presentations now - apparently people want to hear about what drives a man to cycle [...]

I have so many happy memories of getting lost in elaborate and exciting games as a child. I was lucky, I lived in a house with a big garden, and I could spend hours traversing the long grass, huge jungled deathtraps for the toy soldiers or model cars I commanded, that forged through the undergrowth [...]

I took a train the other day from the south up to Berwick-upon-Tweed to visit my Sister and her family, which had grown by one since I have been traveling the length of the American continent on a bicycle built for two.

I sat on the train feeling a little dazed. My mind was trying to process words [...]