South Tyrol

Although I was born and brought up in North London, South Tyrol was in some ways also my home. Summer holidays spent with my grandparents in the genteel spa town of Meran were idyllic in comparison to staying in London. We would spend day after day at the Lido in the baking sun with our South Tyrol

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On Sewing

In the first weeks of the spring lockdown I tasked myself with making masks. I hunted around under my desk and heaved out a dusty plastic case covered in a bundle of forgotten clothes, waiting repair. When we had settled down in my house there were two appliances that I thought were essential in any On Sewing

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An Early Inspiration

A few weeks into lockdown I tasked myself with making masks. I hunted around under my desk and heaved out a dusty plastic case covered in a bundle of forgotten clothes, waiting repair…

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New York

Having a good sense of direction has always been a blessing, path-finding through the erratic streets of London is easy but put me in a logical grid like New York and I am lost. The only way I can find my way around is to use Central Park like the North Star. I orientate myself New York

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Brazil

Preparing for a work trip to Brazil I persuaded my boss that going to a sunbed in advance of travelling was necessary and claimed it on expenses. Street fashion in the late 1980s and early 90s in Brazil was all about tight, short and less. There was a lot of skin exposed, if you wanted Brazil

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Scent. Smell. Bouquet.

One night, in my early teens, I woke and lay in bed wondering why I could smell smoke. I sat up in bed and wondered why no one else had woken up. My room was in a converted attic at the top of the house. I can remember going down the stairs to the first Scent. Smell. Bouquet.

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