DESCRIBING HAMMERFEST as the loneliest town on the planet, in Neither here nor There, Bill Bryson writes he spent most of his time holed up in a hotel room reading books. He was waiting for the clouds to clear so he could see the Northen Lights. Though few know it, you can sometimes see the […]
Monthly Archives: July 2013
EACH NIGHT my grandfather finds my mother not in the house he goes out looking for her. I can see the pain in his eyes. He won’t let me go with him. And he won’t let my grandmother go either. Even when she pleads. She could be anywhere. He might find her huddled against a […]
MY FINAL MORNING in Tromsø, and I am up early. A couple of days away from Oslo and I have lost the head that comes from spending too much time in big cities. My short stay in this friendly island town has been most enjoyable. There’s something special about being so far north in the […]
“LAST NIGHT I DREAMED I’d fallen onto a railway track just as a train was pulling into a station.” Glancing towards Dr Finkel I saw he was staring at his fingernails like a man who’d never seen fingernails before. He grunted for me to continue. “It was in London. There was nothing scary about it. […]
Pedersen's Last Dream 