encounter

New blog post by AgentPete – discussions in this thread, please --- It was an irresistible afternoon, the gorgeously seductive late summer / early-autumn sunlight inviting me to come play in the woods… how could I refuse? So I grabbed some wild garlic bulbs and a trowel and hied me to the...

It’s many a year since I read Robert Louis Stevenson’s Treasure Island as a wide-eyed child. But this morning, it came back in full force. Sitting in an Iranian (maybe) cafe nursing a couple of espressos. A bright and breezy day in the English coastal town of Hastings. The vibe is...