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Dan thrust his arm into the dark depths of the engine. This beast of a vehicle which is a Portuguese military jeep seems to be a cross between a Humvee…
Whilst shovelling some sand below Beethoven’s chin I turned to Andy Moss. “So lets go and see a show tonight.” Andy returned my gaze with a quizzical scepticism. “Oh yeah?…
The flags were flying again over Glastonbury. This time I had the joy of being at the festival before all the people arrived and was able to enjoy the creative…
I’m laying down on a grassy knoll that is perched on the top of a sea cliff just out of Pendine in Wales. I’ve taken the path along the coast…
This was the task put to us on Tuesday afternoon by Louise at the One Show. I decided that we could. One of the biggest challenges was to find a…
When I arrived in Rugen Germany a friend of mine Krists Zarins greeted me with a new excellent shovel already sharpened. This may seem like a small feat, but a…
I find it is important to look to the future so that we can develop ourselves and project where we want to be in time to come. But I often…
The alarm goes off and I wake up with a start. The light switch is above my head, I look over the way to where Sergey Tselebrovskiy my room mate is…
As I stepped out of the hotel the blast of cold hit me. The Finnish know how to insulate their homes. There are no cold drafts seeping in through the…
After the great flood and fog of Roermond in Holland had subsided we were able to get back to our nice cold tent and resume ice carving, but not after…
It had rained the whole day but was forecast for clear skies with a full moon. I had trundled my way up to Northumberland in my van to meet with…
My alarm chirped at me and it was 3am. I’d not had much sleep on account of my head been so busy with planning the drawing. and I was rising…
“Jamie!” A southern accent, perhaps that of a cockney called out my name. I glanced upwards into the throng of people and then back down at my tool ready…
“Mommy, I’m tired.” I am four years old and walking back from Grassington to the campsite in Appletreewick in the verdant Yorkshire Dales with my Mom, my hand holding hers….
The Mexican Andy Moss picked up Martijn Rijerse from the airport expecting a short and rude Dutchman with a dark complexion, ready to drive for one unbearable hour to Liverpool…
I was wading through the water testing the jellyfish with my toes, quite confident that they were not going to sting me but not enough to be bold, still tentative…
“I’ve left my passport on the plane.” This was my conclusion after searching my bag and pockets to no avail. I had just landed in Helsinki airport but wasn’t too…
It was the late afternoon and we had stopped off at a motorway station on our way back from two days in Liverpool for a coffee. We were in the…
This is the film dedicated to the UK’s largest beach sand drawing as commissioned by Island Records for Jack Johnson’s new album ‘To the Sea’. It is also a very…
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