Creating Space: Youth Work in a World unfit for Purpose.
Adapted from a presentation given at the 2012 CYC-NET Conference I apologise. You have caught me at a bad time… It will probably pass… But it will most certainly return. […]
Adapted from a presentation given at the 2012 CYC-NET Conference I apologise. You have caught me at a bad time… It will probably pass… But it will most certainly return. […]
One doesn’t have to be in Mexico for long to discover that her stories can be found on her walls: lining the poorly signposted calles and jam-packed metro stations; from […]
Casting off the cold steel strings: An escape that took much bolder wings, Than any tiny fleeting swift, Or any splendid swan could lift, Well still w’ll sing of freedom: […]
Up against the cruelty machines ignite, With bloody noses from this Goliath fight, Well we are still just girls and boys, And love will always ache much longer. And far […]
Standing on edge on ageless fading loch – Still wearing two worn out second-hand shoes, And two odd socks – undoubtedly stolen: Water discovers these bruised and weary feet, And […]
If broken was a name, Given only to delicate things and never to fragile souls. If freedom was not merely anti-gravity, Buried within dissident imaginations of the young and the […]
During Refugee Week, I have been working in a community flat in a 22 storey tower block, in the South-West of the city. It’s been a brilliant week with interesting […]