Burnt Sugar: A love letter

Do you know what burnt sugar smells like? If you’ve ever left a pot of sugar on the hob, and carelessly gone to do some other task, you’ll know that it smells like caramel, ash, and it clings to your clothes for days after. When my family and I arrived in Mauritius fifteen years ago,…

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Travelling Notes: An Update

The last few months have seen me buy a van, quit my full-time job, and hop-skip-jump across a very frosty Europe. Like most who wave goodbye to security, I swing from absolute tummy-churning terror to an unbridled glee. It feels a little like floating a deep ocean; You’re weightless and free one moment and kicking…

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