Standing in the Centre of It All
It's hard to believe now that I'm coming up on the halfway marker of my time with Emmaus in East London. Though it's an utter cliche to...
The Time You Can't Pass On
The first time you have an illness troubled you in a foreign country is always an interesting spot to be in. The basis of so much of our...
So Here You Go, to the Thames and to the Rain
When I landed at London Gatwick airport (as I later learned from a flattmate, the "red-headed stepchild" of Heathrow), I was probably in...