For the Walters Family: Fifteen Years Away From Ordinary

The morning of June 30, 1998 was an ordinary one. We woke up; two uncles, my father and I. He made porridge. We ate. Laughed as we did each morning about the Richter shattering capacity of one uncle’s snores. They left to different destinations and I headed into the office. The office was only 25 … Continue reading

At Play In The Field At Lord’s

A Quorum

The first day of the first test in a cricket series still excites me. It doesn’t matter that the West Indies’ heady days of brutal world domination are almost twenty years in the past. When you got past the deeply superficial but powerful political import of subduing both those who had taught you the game … Continue reading

Sketches of Spain: My Money Is On The Bull

Atavism versus Avatar

In my last blog I mentioned that I bought tickets to see the bullfights, complete with Hamletlike equivocation. While writing that post I thought I could have included the bull on my ramblings about being outside but no, the bull-he stands alone. Besides by now you might have realised that everything has a backstory with me. I … Continue reading

Sketches of Spain: A Mujer Libre

Shaking the Sun Out-side

It is all well and good to drop in on these amazing centres of art and culture. There is no discounting the value of the museums and galleries but that will give you the truest sense of what the people were, not what  and who they are. So after my Saturday questions on Easter Sunday I … Continue reading

Celebrating Our way Of Life

Last year the runaway hit on British television was a post turn of the century period piece called Downton Abbey. Set in a fictional village the landed gentry swanned about looking full top to toe of casual noblesse oblige while the below stairs staff equally nobly performed their essential functions; ironing the Lord’s newspaper, drawing … Continue reading

As You Do

It is always the little things isn’t it? There is no doubt of the pleasure in the big ticket items; the travel, shows, gorging in restaurants in cities across Europe but the machine ticking below the Emerald glory is relentless. Some time in the afternoon on Monday I realised my Blackberry was neither loading nor sending instant … Continue reading

We Heah Now

  When I packed my modern day dulcemina (or suitcases to the uninitiated) I became one in a long, limitless line that stretches back across centuries. I became an immigrant. That immigrants founded the United States, points east, west, north and my own Caribbean states cannot be doubted. And I will save for more esoteric moments the … Continue reading