The lonely mountains

This beautiful place in which I live is grand and beautiful and lonely. Lonely can be wonderful. For me it often is; I luxuriate in long expressive runs in the failing light of a long summer’s evening and I love when I don’t encounter another soul. My more...

Boy’s Boys’ Boys

Last week I went to Auckland for a conference on the education of boys.Aside from the fact that my colleague Hamish and I cast our eyes around the room with discomfort at all the ‘schoolteacher’ types that surrounded us, it was a really worthwhile event....

When I was a boy

All those photos of me as a child have got me thinking about other elements of my childhood. I used to listen to the children’s programme on National Radio and there were many stories told that I will never forget. There was a single one that always stood out...

Clutch Fluid Everywhere.

It’s been a while, maybe I’ll work backwards.I had dinner with my mum and Roy, her husband, in Dunedin tonight. Yum. I was meant to be going to see the Nomad (who I love) in Wanaka. I ran from my mum’s house in Waverley, via the Octagon to...