My bucket list consists largely of activities and experiences: most notably, travel. I once read (and completely agree) that the gifts people most treasure and recall are ones that involve experiences rather than material possessions. As such, I have shied away from giving material gifts, instead opting for experiential gifts.
It is for this reason that my bucket list also centers around experiences: a whole list of things that I want to do before I die. I really don’t care to own things, but I’d love to experience these things. Continue reading “My bucket list”
Brighton was my home for 21 years, and I sorely miss what a beautiful, fun, accepting place it is. It’s not just home, it’s an amazing city with a heart of gold, nestled in gorgeous countryside.
I always knew that I loved Brighton, my hometown of 21 years, but when I met Marti, I was in such a whirlwind, that leaving it behind didn’t even occur to me. I just knew that I needed to move to Florida to be with her.
However, since leaving, I’ve come to realise just how much I miss it. I miss its acceptance of everyone, whether black, white, gay, straight, man or woman: Brighton is an all-encompassing arena where anyone can feel welcome.
I miss its beauty and history: there’s always a nostalgia for one’s hometown, but Brighton really is a cool place with an incredible history, between the Royal Pavilion, the arrival of the railway and the explosion from fishing village, to seaside mecca for Londoners, to modern-day headquarters for alternative lifestyles, fun, sun and beauty. Continue reading “Brighton”
Vegans, wine, roses, soft grass, seasons, parks, mountains, summer nights, walking, art, hippies and hipsters… Why wouldn’t we want to move to Portland!?
For several years, Marti and I have wanted to leave the schlong of the US (Florida) and get ourselves up to Portland, OR. There’s a whole cacophony of reasons, but here’s a few that come to mind: Continue reading “Our wish to move to Portland, OR”