My stomach is grumbling, so after I’ve bought my shopping for the next few days and dropped it into my backpack, I head to my favourite restaurant for something to eat. It isn’t there.
I’ve had a lot of requests for this, so here goes.
I was recently interviewed for a podcast – and halfway through, I told a whopping lie.
I quietly close the door behind me, blocking out the sounds of a successful dinner-party, and take a few deep breaths. There’s the promise of rain in the air – not the cloying, drippy kind of rain Costa Ricans call “cat’s hair”, but proper rain, the kind that dances above car roofs and tears branches off trees. The temperature’s dropping … Read More