It has been more than a year, (B.C. in fact, or before covid) since I was last at the London flat. It had become a little dusty, (the flat, not London) but it was comforting to see the familiar paintings that adorn the place and furnish the rooms. I took a walk round the neighbourhood,... Continue Reading →
Pandemic Travel
To London. First time for some eighteen months. A little surreal. Dublin airport virtually deserted with odd strangers wondering about in masks. The queue for security scanning, usually a long tedious stretch, were moving fast, social distancing in place. Just one of the great bank of scanners was in operation. To be honest it was... Continue Reading →