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The Elephant Room

  As the heavy door clicks quietly shut, the familiar scent of a hotel room embraces me. Keycard goes in, ambient lights come on and I suddenly notice that I have a new friend staying with me. Sitting on the bed, with an upturned trunk, is a sweet little elephant fashioned from various towels. I…

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Morning Love

Sunday morning and the city is slowly waking. Apart from a light breeze that strokes the branches overhead, everything is still. Steam swirls up and out of my yellow mug. It sits next to my red smoothie. And I’m looking out into the world. The daffodils that I placed in the vase a couple of…

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Slip

  As I walk along the beach, the sound of lapping waves and soaring seagulls surrounds me. A salty wind picks up and tickles my ears. The sand is soft and golden. I turn my head to look back and see a set of footprints glistening in the sun. They follow me faithfully. Making my…

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Another Journey

I’m up above the clouds once more. From 38,000ft up, I can see for miles. My magazine is closed on the table. A clear plastic cup containing what’s left of my sky-high cocktail, a small piece of ice and half a lemon slice sits next to it. I look out over the horizon. We soar…

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Andalusian Dusk

There’s only a few minutes left of day. The air is changing right in front of my very eyes. Soon, the sun will be gone and I will be indoors, sitting beside a roaring fire. The mountains begin to turn a deep shade of red. I tip my head backwards and see white contrails cutting…

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Travelling Companion

The first time I ever laid eyes on you, you were looking out through a window on Charing Cross Road. I knew instantly that you were the one. I stepped in from the cold…and the rest is history. Our history – it was all meant to be. I will never forget the moments that we’ve…

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Final moments

I’m sitting in the bay window looking out to sea. If I travelled in a straight line from this exact point, I would eventually reach the North Pole – no land would get in my way. People wrapped up in coats and hats amble along the stretching pier as waves lap gently at the metal…