A Wasp Sting

“I was looking for a place to set her down, as I was taking fire, I managed to land at Ballykelly. A surprised and angry engineer made his way out of the hangar, and as he started to open his mouth to shout, what I can only imagine were profanities, the turbine exploded behind me.” […]

AStar in the Aravis

Last Sunday I was standing in one of the expansive rooms of the Louvre museum on the banks of the Seine, in awe of the decorative grandeur of the vast ceiling and skylight, my eyes were scanning across the gold leaf and vibrant blue paints, when I saw the name L. Da. Vinci painted onto […]