In Asda at Tilbury
at Asda in Tilbury, Essex, England.
One steps through a dog end fag butted foot bath
by the electronic sliding doors into a vaped haze decompression chamber.
Here the multi~ national grocer must take note
in an on~time~food~chain~management kind of way
the difference between instrumentation and orchestration
how cauliflowers ploughed back into...
I've grown up with America... I guess we all have. I remember Super Hero comics fresh from the indoor market stall in my birth town of Glossop, or from a local newsagent during our regular holidays in Blackpool. That sweet 'bubble gum' smell... I always loved the mysterious adverts...
In April 2016, Jess Shanahan drove 2,500 miles across England, Wales, Scotland and Ireland in an electric car – through cities, villages, national parks and more. Here, Jess shares her experiences and encounters of driving Route 57, the Great British & Irish Road Trip. The Dorset AONB was where...
Long train journeys can cause the mind to suggest the strangest of boredom avoidance activities; returning from the Edinburgh Fringe I brainstormed my way through a number of bad punning titles for this reportage. The worst I came up with is the one you see. On the way up...
Back in the early winter Holly submitted a plea for support on Dorset Eye to help fund her visit to Ghana. The project was to help to renovate a primary school. Well she made it and here is some detail of her time there. What I learnt and achieved and expectations and...
My train was leaving at 10.14 the next day, the RJ60 and I managed to get a tram to the station. Before I had left, I had updated my Facebook status to say that I was looking forward to going home. Interrailling had been exciting, incredible and amazing but I was...
To avoid being ripped off by another taxi driver, I got the tram to the station and for some reason or another I didn’t have to pay on a Sunday. I must say that Budapest Keleti station is impressive, sorry for the wonky perspective. The train journey on...
Having spent every other day for the last four weeks in the gym I assumed that I would be ready for a hike up the highest mountain in England & Wales. Imagine then my dismay as I was passed by people cycling up the steep slopes and others at least...
I had finished the ’50 Shades trilogy’ and was now on the train to Budapest reading ‘Monday to Friday man’. Bit of a pithy holiday read but it passed the time. I had downloaded a good book on Hitler by Ian Kershaw, on the recommendation of Mike from the...
There is a big note in my journal which says the following: NEVER EVER EVER IGNORE A NOTICE ON A WEBSITE THAT RECOMMENDS SEAT RESERVATION ON A TRAIN. I got the 10.45 train from Berlin to Prague, EC175, and it was packed. The train was long but it seemed like...
