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
In the first Covid-19 lockdown in 2020 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 house: … On Sewing
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
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 I wanted … Brazil
One night, in my early teens, I woke and lay in bed wondering why I could smell smoke. I sat up and listened, no one else was stirring. My room was in a converted attic at the top of the house. Not convinced that I was not imagining this, I went down the stairs to … Scent. Smell. Bouquet.