Journey Home, Interrupted

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Oh boy. I’m sat in an Internet cafe in Kirkwall. The Orkney bus (connecting me with Inverness and all my trains back home) left an hour ago. I’m a numpty. Coming back from Greece in ’07, a delayed train screwed me over and forced me to buy new tickets (which I recouped some of the cost of, because it wasn’t … Read More

Previously on “Orkney”…

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I’m heading up to Orkney in a little over a week – a place I worked as an archaeologist for a couple of months, a place that’s in my blood enough to wish I’d been born there. It’s a place where spectacles creep up on you. (No, the other kind). Every day is a different palette. But archaeology is terribly … Read More

Breathe

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links of noltland, orkney

A piece I wrote for a now-deceased online magazine (edited by the fabulous Karen Walrond) back in 2006.  I’m holding the cup to my face. Anywhere else, this might look a little strange; but this is Orkney, and it’s an autumn morning with the promise of winter felt in every exposed extremity.

Spring IT: Built So Never The Twain Shall Meet

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At the rear of the offices of Spring (IT) in Leeds, there’s a very interesting staircase. Apparently, at one time the building was a school – girls in one half, boys in the other, and the double-helix staircase down the middle – stairs intertwining, but never touching…. Images: Mike Sowden