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Horizon Lines and Vanishing Points

Or Wondering Where to Stand On Things… We are forever putting things in perspective… remember back in school, when it was patiently explained to us how the murky shadows of the obscure, crepuscular and otherwise dark Middle Ages were at last pierced by the blinding...

Travelling with John Mandeville

Or Braking For Unicorns… Not so long ago, I drove past the Walt Disney building in Burbank. Imagine St Peter’s meets Bedrock with a hint of Stonehenge, but constructed by a pastry cook and you’ll have a pretty clear idea. With the seven dwarfs (well, six; Stupid or...

The Fifteenth Hippopotamus

Or Where My Mind Does Some Serious Wandering… Five nights back, in the early hours of the morning, I was making my way south through the north of France, stopping at every signpost and peering myopically at my map in the hope of actually finding my way through the...

Excuse Me, Mister Alan Lee?

or Where I Am Faced With Serious Identity Issues… About two or three times a month I am accosted in the street by people who invariably say “Excuse me, Mister Alan Lee?”  Generally I reply “No, I’m the other guy.” or something equally intelligent and otherwise...