On luck and privilege…

“It’s an irritating reality that many places and events defy description. Angkor Wat and Machu Picchu, for instance, seem to demand silence, like a love affair you can never talk about. For a while after, you fumble for words, trying vainly to assemble a private narrative, an explanation, a comfortable way to frame where you’ve … Continue reading On luck and privilege…

Talking to strangers…

A true short story of one of my favourite random meetings. It was my last full day in London before my 8pm flight that evening. It was a warm, bright, sunny London day and I was running low on cash so, avoiding the lure of the shops, I opted to walk one of my favourite … Continue reading Talking to strangers…