Shadowy spectre-like figures peeking into the gaps in curtains, conspiring to steal my sister and me away in the night. Those figures were recurring visitors in some of my most vivid childhood nightmares. They had terrified little me. I’d deduced that the only way to protect my family was to go to extra efforts to […]
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“This isn’t flying, this is falling with style!” Eight-year-old me cheered as Buzz Lightyear embraced the very line Woody had first flung as an insult towards him. It was a joyous, fist-punching-in-the-air moment in Toy Story, as the two companions soared away from imminent danger. Magic! At that moment, the idea of falling with style […]
Read MoreThe People I’m still working away at documenting all the postcards I’ve sent in the past year, including this batch of cards I sent to my workplace’s “distributed postcards” group this past January. Working remotely for a global company has a way of showing you how the world is both big and small at the […]
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Siobhan Bamber 