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…

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…

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…