Author: Lynsey

Courier pigeons

Courier pigeons

Yesterday I messaged a friend asking if he had a ball-peen hammer I could borrow. He’s the kind of guy who not only knows what …

 

Perspectives

Perspectives

As part of our refurb we’ve moved our bed. Oh my god, are you so desperate for content that you have to tell everyone that you …

 

The Apprentice

The Apprentice

I started writing this post back in August 2014. It seems like forever ago. It was a Saturday morning. I was dozing because I like …

 

Baby steps

Baby steps

If we are to believe all those self-help books we should be leaping out of bed, scouring our bodies with (organic) nettles, checking off all …

 

Two years of winter

Two years of winter

I haven’t written here for years. Hello? Is there anyone out there? Do people still even read? Why would they when I don’t write – …

 

To be Wellington

To be Wellington

There are harbors everywhere. There’s weather everywhere. There are tug boats and super yachts and ferries and all kinds of nautical phenomena to be found …

 

Messages from the past

Messages from the past

In the past was common to pass plants, of all kinds, on. To share them with others. They were a kind of message in a …

 

No circulars

No circulars

Here we go again. Do you ever get that feeling? Groundhog day; deja vu; hang on, I’ve been here before; there’s nothing new under the sun; technology …

 

Unicorns

Unicorns

I cannot imagine how anyone came up with the idea of a unicorn. The idea is not new, unicorns have been around for a least a couple of thousand years, and may even predate that.

 

Where do you go my lovely?

Where do you go my lovely?

You talk like Marlene Dietrich And you dance like Zizi Jeanmaire Your clothes are all made by Balmain And there`s diamonds and pearls in your hair