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A souvenir from Istanbul. Latest body etching done by the wonderful Melika from fika tattoo. It is the Ichtys symbol, which I encountered...

1. A lady kindly beckoning me to buy some flower crowns as I posed for a photo. 2. Her utter disapproval of me after I (politely)...

📍Galata Bridge. Fishermen on the Golden Horn.

The Voice of Istanbul. Part 2. A poem by Turkish writer and philosopher Gündüz Vassaf. (Continued) If you’re hesitant, not sure which way...

The Voice of Istanbul. Part 1. A poem by Turkish writer and philosopher Gündüz Vassaf. “They say I am between the East and the West. An...

Liverpool, England, a few days ago. Featuring an adventurous cluster of bright pink balloons, which managed to ride the wind all around...

A few days late to the party, but here's a happy new year post from York, England. May your 2022 year be a luminous one. 🌟God bless🌟

》 A recent inspiring interlude in Cambridge. Featuring some beautiful old stones, a splendid Chelsea bun and some cracking companions 》...

Bar a few snails and the odd millipede, introducing the last remaining citizen of Philippi. This wild fox stared at me as I photographed...

A post for fellow history nerds! On a lonely hillside in the region of East Macedonia and Thrace, lies the archeological treasure-trove...

One of my favourite parts of recently exploring Greece was diving into this cradle of Orthodox Christianity. Tradition is going strong...

Interrupting my Greece series with a few pen sketches from London. I accompanied my mum to a trip down south in September, as she...

The awkwardness doesn't need translating as he fumbles through my underwear for the price tags. I might add, a quite pretty pair of laced...

40.08556 22.35861 On the flanks of Mount Olympus, mythical dwelling place of the ancient Greek pantheon's twelve major deities. Blimey, I...

Above: an truly engrossed foodie. A brief lyrical love sonnet to Hellada's cracking comestibles. This is only a snippet of my favourite...

A thinker, a frappe and a market. Black and white triptych from Thessaloniki.

By a Covid related twist of fate, my dad and I recently embarked on a last minute discovery of Greece. First stop, the ancient, bustling...

A very content five-year-old me, lost in my photo hard-drive since the noughties.

A late August spell in St David's, South Wales. Salty surf sessions, sandy waves of hair, crisp Welsh cider and promising sunsets. St...

Here is a brief anecdote I read in Bordeaux airport this summer, whilst waiting for my flight back to the UK. This is taken from the...