The Human Race Should Just Slow Down

It Was A Strange Feeling Going Into A Church I Did Not Know For A Service That I Did Not Really Believe In, But Once Inside I Couldn't Help A Feeling Of Warmth And Security. Outside There Were Wars And Road Accidents And Murders, Striptease Clubs And Battered Babies And Frayed Tempers And Unhappy Marriages And People Contemplating Suicide And Bad Jokes, But Once In St. Martin's There Was Peace. Surely People Go To Church Not To Involve Themselves In The World's Problems But To Escape From Them.

One Of The Difficult Things Of So Much Travelling Is To Say Goodbye.

I Remember Queuing Around The Block In Sheffield When I Was Growing Up. At That Time, Going To The Cinema Was Really Something Special - There Was Something About The Style Of The Real Thing That Is Immeasurable Nicer Than Multiplexes.

There Are People Who Travel Because They Want To Push Themselves To Physical Limits, People Who Walk Across Deserts Or Cycle Across The Antarctic - Like Ranulph Fiennes, Who Just Does It Because It's There. And Then There Are People Like Me, Who Are Just Genuinely Curious About The World.

I Cut Down Trees, I Skip And Jump, I Like To Press Wild Flowers. I Put On Women's Clothing And Hang Around In Bars.