Johnny Irish

I’m sat in a cafe in Wanaka and I realise it’s the same cafe where I met a guy called Johnny, on my first trip to New Zealand back in 2014. I’m actually sat at the same table; coincidentally the only one free. As I sit down I wonder where he is now. He was... Continue Reading →

Can you be happy alone?

A musing from a conversation the other night with a friend who I'd not spoken to much since I got to New Zealand. He said he was worried about me, because I'm not dating anyone/in a relationship. I told him I was quite happy being alone. But no one's happy alone, he says. I told... Continue Reading →

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