Saturday, August 22, 2009


Yes, I agreed, I said: you don’t take photos of your Rwandan student standing under her umbrella decorated with fat white Renaissance-style cherubs. You might write about it, but not take photos.

Coming loose

It was the kind of thing I might come up with one day, I was thinking when he asked, in all seriousness, whether we realised how dangerous modern buildings had become, with whole sheets of glass coming loose and falling, narrowly missing pedestrians on the footpath below.

Monday, August 3, 2009

One winter's morning a traveller saw

In a deciduous tree in Newtown: soft toys (all sizes), not yet rained on.

In an evergreen in Stanmore: a red vinyl chair with rusted, chrome-plated legs.