Camden felt oddly quiet last Friday evening. Nestled into my seat I could hear my neighbour softly singing along to Under Pressure and I admonished myself for stifling that same urge. I was in a surprisingly comfy seat behind mixing desks (oddly with images of Napoleon Dynamite on their screens) with a soft blue light washing … Continue reading People Have The Power
Over four decades ago, a Mexican anthropologist was returning from a conference when his plane was hijacked. Although a harrowing experience, the incident fuelled Santiago Genovés to further investigate aggression and violence in human behaviour. What resulted has been called one of the strangest experiments ever conducted. Genovés constructed a raft measuring 12 x 7m … Continue reading Adrift
Easing back into the regular routine has been slow going. After the merriment of Christmas come those few in-between days before New Year where the avalanche of celebrations have tumbled you down a slope of good wine and food leaving you not knowing which day of the week it is, or what you’re supposed to … Continue reading A Very Close Encounter
I can’t remember exactly how old I was; I assume around 11. I was standing in the foyer of a theatre somewhere in the small university town of Grahamstown (in the Eastern Cape province of South Africa) during the annual two week arts festival. This adventure was to become something of a family holiday pilgrimage during winter school breaks … Continue reading It’s Alive!
It was exactly how I imagined it. Queueing outside an East London location, walking down a claustrophobic corridor decorated with what could be described as 'anatomical art', and lit with flashes of bright clashing colours, and then descending worn wooden stairs into a tiny basement space. It felt a bit of a blur as I was sick with … Continue reading One night in Dalston
Before travelling last month I asked friends and colleagues for any recommendations when visiting Berlin. Museums, attractions and restaurants were added to my list of holiday possibilities, but one excellent suggestion I'd not considered was the Hop On Hop Off bus network. Ubiquitous in London, I think of these buses as a purely tourist notion which I didn't think … Continue reading On the Buses
It was about half noon or so that I walked into Murphy’s Irish Pub on Friedrichstrasse. It was warm, mild and slightly overcast on my first day in Berlin. I realised I’d succumbed to being one of those tourists I hate that flock towards familiarity. Here I was, sitting on a table overlooking the Spree … Continue reading A Solo Adventure