Why we’re not as good as we think we are

When I was 7 years old, I had a best friend called Rosa. We both started a new primary school at the same time and quickly became inseparable. She was from the USA, and taught me about the integral holiday of Halloween. Her poor mother had to pin thousands of balloons on each of us to… Continue reading Why we’re not as good as we think we are

Travel · Wales

North Wales: A week in Portmeirion

 North Wales, I owe you an apology. I wrote you off. I thought you weren’t somewhere worth visiting. The fool in me thought South Wales was the only good bit; ignorantly, the lower bit is all I knew. I spent my childhood summers on the affable Tenby beach, and walking in the Merthyr Tydfil valleys. In my later years, I… Continue reading North Wales: A week in Portmeirion

Africa · Comment

Bungee jumping in Uganda, Africa

Most people scream when they jump. But I failed to even gasp for air. Water, rushing water: the only sound I remember clearly. The river was eager and inviting; keen to welcome another victim. It had met thousands before. My feet were tied tightly together with thick cord, as I stumbled towards the edge. Looking… Continue reading Bungee jumping in Uganda, Africa