1.      thoughts on frostbite: even when the wind blows so cold and sharp it hurts your face and spins you round to walk backwards until you find an alleyway more sheltered than the street, the dog walk is still about the dog, and certain things must be investigated, sniffed at, and possibly urinated on.

2.      thoughts on gold paint: at its best when flaking slowly off squat & sturdy radiators in a café in the hipster/Hasidic Jewish neighbourhood of Mile End.

3.      thoughts on feeling safe in Quebec & Ontario after 4 years away: this is a vast country. it was lonely needing to stay on the western edge when pieces of my heart beat in the east.

4.      thoughts on having the it’s-so-good-to-be-back cry after a really ace massage: bodyworkers need attention too. i’ve given a lot of acupuncture treatments since leaving Manchester. maybe, for every dozen treatments i give, i should make a point of getting some work done on me.

5.      thoughts on impulsive, impractical purchases: asymmetrical zippers are hot.

6.      thoughts on traveling with a photographer: a video is worth a thousand words.