Jacqui Evans

The squeal of tyres barely covers my scream as we dodge and weave through traffic on Mahatma Gandhi Road. We’re headed towards our next shopping destination, our black and yellow taxi weaving past pedestrians, carts and old London double deckers, the driver’s hand permanently welded to the horn. We howl in unison as we slide … Continue reading »

This post was published in the Huffington Post UK on 9th August 2011 http://www.huffingtonpost.co.uk /jacqui-evans/some-thoughts-on-the-lond_b_921845.html Today I’m lost for words. I awoke this morning, and what I thought would have been a casual check of my overnight facebook updates turned out to be much, much worse. From the relative safety of half a world away, … Continue reading »

I like a good tipple. I find sometimes there’s really nothing better than whiling away a social Saturday afternoon in one’s locals. This is an understandable habit, having spent most of my twenties in the UK. Since moving to Melbourne about a year ago, I’ve been on a personal crusade with my better half to … Continue reading »