The birds of Gibraltar

You knew they were there. The keening and gulling was a distant but ever-present backdrop to the relative serenity of our balcony – punctuated sporadically by the rattle of a 35 year old exhaust train as the vehicle raspily exhaling through it ka-bomped over the speedhump placed thoughtfully outside the …

Not been in much, lately…

It’s probably an obvious statement at this point that I’ve let my blog fall by the wayside, somewhat. 7 posts this year, and 3 of those were about something that happened last year. I was thinking about this earlier this evening, and it struck me that it’s got less to …

Art, opportunity, and favouritism

Nothing makes you an expert on modern/contemporary art like becoming an international traveller.  There’s something about art galleries which is a bit of a draw – a combination of being able to see one-of-a-kind works by humankind’s revered creative minds, having one’s mind expanded by trying to work out what …