A post card from Paris

Paris has had its fair share of trauma over the last year but this did not prevent my family and I from visiting this city brimming with vitality and culture in March this year. “An artist has no home in Europe except in Paris.” – Friedrich Nietzsche This was to be a family break spent partly…

A little piece of Granada

Feliz año Nuevo 2016! Last Christmas in the Spanish Andalusian city Granada was one of those rare occasions where we could celebrate together as a large family. However, for me most of my time there was spent working which really limited family time to a few days and getting out on the streets of the…

A post card from Tenerife

If you are from the UK the Spanish Canary Island Tenerife conjures up images endless foreign owned bars and clubs lining the seafronts of Los Cristianos & Playa Las Americas. The first time I visited this island was in 1995. I was with a couple friends hitting the bars on the strips during the day…

A post card from Marrakech

Bedlam – n. a noisy confused place or situation. If you are seeking the serenity of an oasis nestled in the barren landscape of the Sahara desert flanked by the Atlas Mountains, then brace yourself for an onslaught on your senses courtesy of the old Medina. It’s fair to say that bedlam is a word…

Three weeks later

So it has been over three weeks since the murderous events in Paris unfolded in front of our eyes. What have we learned since those events? Well, France has deepened her involvement in Syria and has also become an awkward bed fellow with Russia, which was already unleashing its military might on anything that moved, looked…

Together we stand

Friday 13th November was the watershed moment when the world awoke from its slumber.  The events of the terrorist attacks in Paris that night bought into stark focus the shear horror of the pain, destruction and death humans can inflict on each other. Was this the first time that our peaceful way of life was…