Walking to Work: now work's not the main priority

My PhD work is about utopia and its related concepts. One of which, a dystopian time of unknown duration has now begun, and so can’t go without mention here in what might well end up being field notes for an eventual thesis. Written from within what might turn out to be the long now of […]

Walking in the City

A conversation with a friend from University, Abi O’Connor Regular readers will know I’ve been walking in the city of Liverpool most of my life. From the tiny boy in Stanley Park to now and writing this love letter of a blog these past nine years. And by ‘the city’ I mean, like I always […]

Writing Down The Bones

I’m planning somewhere quiet to go and do writing. Somewhere to go and pull lots of thoughts, reading and theories together, but also to have some ideas I haven’t had yet. I have plenty of time but also a limited time to write what I’m going to. And in thinking about writing I’ve remembered Natalie […]

A Day to Myself

A much needed day off, walking round Liverpool remembering a different November.  A day to myself, opening up and slowing down, is a rare and precious thing. It always was but feels particularly so in these time-crowded days of university early mornings and things to do nearly all the time. There are things I could […]

Emerging from Winter/Part Two

The second of two linked posts, walking round the neighbourhoods where I live. Part One here. This Sunday in late February arrives just as blue and just as cold as yesterday. Perfect then for another day of trying to walk my cold off around the streets of the neighbourhood. Starting by walking across to The […]