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Monsters and Murders in the Highlands of Scotland

On the Old Perth Road, not long after you exit Inverness city centre, there’s a Shell Garage petrol station on the right hand side of the street. Beside the outer wall of this petrol station sits a crumbling stone marker, which reads, “This is the supposed burial place of King Duncan, 1140.” The marker stands on […]

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Old Thoughts at a New Year: Edinburgh’s Hogmanay

We’ll take a cup o’ kindness yet, for the sake of auld lang syne… The last time I crossed over the border from England to Scotland, I was ten years old and driving for a day and a night in cross-legged comfort from the front seat of my dad’s car, where I voraciously read a […]

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Travelling in 2012: A Photographic Roundup

It’s been an odd twelve months. I knew this year would involve a lot of travel, but I didn’t count on quite so much. This time last year, I was mainly blogging for my friends and family; now, I feel like I’m writing for a much bigger audience. And three continents and ten countries later, […]

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Crisis at Christmas volunteering homeless

Helping the Homeless: Volunteering with Crisis at Christmas

My first volunteering shift with Crisis at Christmas was in December 2007. My first task was clearing the food trays in the canteen, after the guests had finished their breakfast. I was eighteen, slightly overwhelmed and completely unsure about how I was supposed to behave. The first instinct I had was to just keep my head […]

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Why It Doesn’t Really Feel Like Christmas to Me

When I was younger, we used to spend Christmas at my grandma’s house in the country. It was a big old farmhouse, filled with spiders and dust and a whole bedroom of mysterious collectibles that belonged to the grandpa I never met. Along the upstairs corridor there was a window, its sill scattered with ornaments […]

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Touching Two Continents in Three Degrees: Snorkelling the Silfra Rift

With grey rain lashing against the windows, our little minibus pulled into a barren car park in the middle of the Icelandic countryside. Louis, our driver, pointed to a little hut in front of us: the only sign of life in the immediate vicinity. “Ok, time to get you guys changed!” At Louis’s instruction, I […]

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Reykjavik, Iceland

Northern Lights on Cloudy Nights

“Oh my goodness!” The breath had been knocked out of my lungs. Or rather, not knocked so much as shoved. The shover in question was a middle aged American woman who lay heavily across my knees, neck straining against the cold interior plastic of the minibus door. “I can’t see anything!” she cried, her voice […]

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Diani beach Kenya boys football playing

The Three Month Update

I’ve been ‘back from Asia’ for three months now. Which also means it’s approximately three months more until I head out to Ecuador and discover whether teaching English to a group of children for a five month semester is something I’m actually able to do. There’s also been a lot happening in the world of Flora The […]

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Skydive coast Diani beach Mombasa Kenya

A Fear of Flying

This morning, I’m making my way to Gatwick, an airport I’ve frequented many times. I’m off to catch a flight to Morocco, on what will be my twentieth airborne journey this year alone. But I’ve got a confession to make. Every time I board a plane, I make my peace with dying. Like most people who are a […]

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Iceland Airwaves WWF volunteers party

Working for Free at Iceland Airwaves

Standing in a sweaty store cupboard, mere inches away from the main stage at Reykjavik’s Harpa concert hall, I held up a green tshirt against my bare chest with a certain amount of scepticism. I had been promised untold amounts of ‘female, size medium’ by the gruff bouncer out front. Clearly, these were all masquerading as […]

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