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All you need is love

It’s been 21 years since Kathryn and I last took a holiday together - just the two of us. Twenty-one years of devotion to our boys, of shaping their childhoods with memories, adventures and lessons that we hope will guide them well into adulthood. We’ve done our best. We’re not wealthy, nor do we have a guardian angel looking over us, but we’ve had fun, laughter, adventures, open spaces, rugby pitches and the Atlantic coast on our door step - enough to keep us happy and occupied. Being a father has been one of life’s…

November 22, 2024

Savour the wins

By Robert Woolf

No fate On the road Squeezy balls

A good friend of mine has a motto he swears by: “Celebrate early, celebrate often”. He believes in taking every little win and making the most of it. Mind you, he also enjoys a drink and doesn't need much of an excuse to open a bottle of red! Celebration doesn't come as naturally to me because my life seems to…

November 2, 2024

A good exhaustion

By Robert Woolf

I am the greatest No fate On the road Squeezy balls

The excitement of visiting again, Seeing how far we've come in 25 years. Strangers lending a hand, with nothing to gain, Sharing chocolate, as way of thanks. Plunging into icy waters, cold and clear, Feeling awake, feeling alive. Reminiscing with laughter and silence, Exceeding already beautiful memories. Reaching the top, aching bodies and empty minds, A sense of connection, once…

August 1, 2024

The sky’s the limit

By Robert Woolf

Let love rule Man who planted trees On the road

Back in 1993, I clocked a bloke from across the room wearing a ridiculous Mexican top, similar to the one I was wearing myself. We introduced ourselves and immediately struck up a friendship, week one at university. He had an “everything is possible” vibe which appealed to my “I’m not sure what is possible” demeanour. He saw the world as…

January 27, 2024

How to hug

By Robert Woolf

On the road

The heat in Delhi and Jaipur was relentless, but it soon gave way to a refreshing breeze as the sleeper train chugged its way up the Himalayan foothills. The long journey offered little to do other than listen to music and play cards. Every now and then, we'd dangle our feet over the train's edge. It was wonderful. A few…