I guess there is a reason why I ended up an editor.
1. My friend Helen was the best punchline rememberer of them all. All the best jokes died with her. 2. Actually, there is no number 2.
Been working on a couple of speculative travel pieces following a lovely recent European break. I wrote one and I can’t think of any publication that would even consider picking it up, so here she is here: Monolithos.
