Writing
Essays on place, culture and the spaces in between.
Still England
A beer, a midnight sandwich and an England match watched from Poland. On leaving a country and finding yourself more conscious of belonging to it.
This Must Be The Place
Months of movement did not reveal a perfect place to live. They taught me what allows an ordinary day to feel good, and which conditions can make somewhere begin to feel like home.
In Upper Silesia, I Found the South Yorkshire I Grew Up In
An ice cream in a park in Piekary Śląskie stirs memories of South Yorkshire and a larger question: what makes a place believe something good might still be coming around the corner?