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Year in review

End as you mean to go on. Or should that be start? We’re on the edge of 2011, staring down the barrel of 2012. I’m wrapping up this mad, tangled year with a cup of tea and a seat by the fire, basking in the glow of twenty-one successful eBay listings and the wonderful news [...]

All roads lead to Duinhell

Here’s the piece I wrote whilst my days in Holland were coming to a close. Watch/read/reminisce/be horrified.   All Roads Lead To Duinhell Should I wish to summarise the summer that I’ve had, I’d know not where nor how to begin, so perhaps it’s best I had keep quiet about things like tent-life and earwigs, [...]

Bookshelves, calling me back

This post is brought to you by the fake blood stains still adorning my arms, chest, legs, back, stomach and face. You are welcome. I had the weirdest job interview of my life on Thursday. It was a group recruitment session for Asda, and among other things, I told the world how I wished I could [...]

Autumn’s here

Acorns hitting my tent wake me up every morning. I suppose there are worse ways to wake, but still. I’ve crushed loads of them under the wobbly wheels of my stycle, but there’s always more to be found…and branches to dodge. I was on my way to Leiden the other afternoon and a branch fell [...]

Dance until we die

Things are changing! Summer’s dying and with September comes another wave of change here on camp, with staff leaving and demontage starting. I feel like I’m narrating an episode of Big Brother. It’s going to be so weird going back to the real world after this. This week and weekend is about saying t’ra to [...]