Three end of year thoughts (loosely held together by a tightrope walk) December is odd. The London world whips itself into a frenetic state during the Christmas build up, falls into a lull on December 26th and then limps and sways before trying to launch itself anew...
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In parallel with infinity
My name is Renato and I'm a comparer. Photo; http://stupiddope.com/2011/08/10/yurikamome-high-speed-rail-line-photography-by-appuru-pai/ One of the pleasures in writing is that it allows the writer to highlight commonalities between places, things, ideas and people...
Justice Just is not.
I have a confession to make. I am making it because although I don’t feel good about exposing a weakness in my character, I am convinced it uncovers the reason for a lot of retrograde social attitudes. Like King Lear, I am the father of three daughters and my...
Why Travel? (The Psychology of Travel Part 2.0)
I was talking with a nervous client who was minded to cancel her trip. If you work in the travel business you'll know that cancellations are not good. They equate to lost earnings, angry suppliers and the client's exponentially growing disappointment as invariably...
Breathe in…(hold it) and out…
September is the Janus month. Forget January, it's cold, easily forgotten and is too dismal to really stimulate any deep thoughts (purely an opinion you understand...) http://www.robwalkerpoet.com/?p=941 For those who have had a summer break; the young and the...
Souvenirs Remembered – My List (From Toblerone to Jenga)
A popular way of supporting and jogging memory is to write things down in lists. Shopping lists, To-Do lists, Guest Lists and Checklists are among the first to come to mind. A list is a thing of simple functionality, it is succinct and clear. The list’s downside...
Why I Need Lists
Why I Need Lists.
Souvenirs Remembered Part 1
I watched a child gathering shells, ignoring the low level ripple waves lapping her tiny feet and ankles. She kept the complete ones, discarded the cracked ones and then replaced some of the complete ones with better specimens. A small child’s search for the perfect...
The changing nature of shade
A fragment of the paradox of travel. The words below are a distillation of a conversation I had with a relucant holiday maker. It was clear to me that her motives for holidaying were confused and as she talked of The Sun, she meant compromise, losing out on choice and...
