The majestic Arabian stallion flew across the hot sands of the Sahara Desert, flanks heaving, hooves pounding, and jet-black coat flooded with sweat. The rider's long hair, flowing cloak and head scarf billowed out behind her in the rushing air, a vision of furious...

Before, a havenNow a prison of sortsA symbol of safety and securityBecomes a reminder of restrictionOnce loved for safety and warmthNow resembles a cageThe hamster wheel of lockdownBlurs each day to the nextInstead of staring at these four wallsI may soon be climbing...

Creeping quietly into the dark bedroom so as not to wake his slumbering wife, a squeaky floorboard betrayed the man's entrance. The sudden noise woke the woman, who sat up straight in bed and snapped, ‘So you finally decided to come home! Where have you been all...

The white-haired man trudged up the steps of the mill, noting as he went the old stone treads worn down by millions of footsteps across three centuries of use. At the top of the steps, he pushed the heavy oak door and the rusty hinges screeched in protest. He stepped...

There is no sheep's clothing here What you see is what you get Doing as nature intended Makes the hunter the hunted Loved by its pack Hated by many Out in the wilderness Life is hard Do whatever it takes to survive Stealth is the desired approach But fangs are bared...

The glow of the late afternoon sun beamed through the stained-glass windows of the old church, casting brightly coloured shafts of light across the flagstone floor. Immaculately dressed wedding guests, resplendent in all their finery, packed the polished timber pews....

The park ranger approached the shore of Lake Natron in Tanzania and gazed in awe at the magnificent sight of an enormous flock of flamingos more than a hundred thousand strong, feeding in the caustic red waters of the salt lake. Although a common sight for Baraka, the...

‘Don’t be an Idiot!’ screamed my Lizard Brain. ‘Cool Moss,’ came the cryptic reply from my conscious mind. ‘You’re going to burn the soles right off the bottom of your feet!’ yelled the logical, analytical part of my brain. ‘Cool Moss,’ replied my conscious mind once...

Ask a mechanical engineer to build you a pump that weighs 300 grams, pumps 300 litres of fluid per hour and cycles continuously for 100,000 times every day for 100 years with no service or maintenance, and he’ll tell you it can’t be done. Tell a computer scientist you...

Reflections on 25 Years of Married Life, Part 1 – The Proposal. Friday night arrived much like many before it, with a flurry of activity as we prepared to head off for a weekend of camping – but this trip was different. My nerves were stretched tight as piano wire and...