Last week, over a few days (because I'm an easily distracted Millennial), I watched the film Into The Wild for the first time. If you haven't seen it, pop it on your 'to-watch' list because it's one of those films that'll embed themselves into your being - in a really good way. It's beautifully scripted…
If you read my last post about what paper airplanes can teach us about failure, you'll know I recently lost a pitch to write scripts for a famous YouTuber. This is the second sample I wrote for them, which I'm posting here in case anyone finds it interesting! As with the other one, it's not…
I was inspired to write this post 5 years ago when I was shopping in Millets for things to take on holiday campervanning around California. Millets is a very inspiring place. I like the great outdoors. Out there in the countryside they have all the good stuff. Space, weather, nice smells, hills, pubs with fireplaces,…
It's been six weeks since I created this blog Whalebeings.com, and as of the moment I'm writing this, an incredible 89 of you have already clicked the 'follow this blog' button to receive a notification when I post something new. To be honest I'm amazed and completely chuffed that you're not only clicking on my…
I'm a natural scaredy-cat. As a child I lagged behind my big sister and cousins as they tore around the fields and scrambled up trees outside our grandparents' house in France. I wanted to keep up; I wanted to be brave and fearless like them and not care about hurting myself - but even from…
Continue reading ➞ How do you know when fear is ruling your life?
The fun thing about having a blog that doesn't make any money is that you can write about absolutely anything you want, which, as you can probably tell, is what is happening here. Up until about 15 minutes ago, I'd never even heard of the Hawaiian monk seal. This is probably because a) I'm not…
Continue reading ➞ 5 Tenuous connections between the keto diet and Hawaiian monk seals
It's mad. I've lived in England all my life. I'm a keen walker, I love nature, I studied Wordsworth at university, grew up enamoured by Peter Rabbit and all of his other fluffy little mates and yet, until Christmas 2020, I'd never been to the Lake District: THE most walkery, naturey, Wordsworthy, Peter Rabbity place…
I'm sitting in an almost empty airport in San Jose after a zippy drive up the Pacific coast through the dawn with a really friendly taxi driver who treated me to The Best of Red Hot Chili Peppers for most of the way. My lack of Spanish meant we couldn't talk much, but he smiled…
I'm writing this blog in a grassy clearing at the top of a jungle-covered mountain overlooking the bright blue Pacific ocean. I've just spent the last hour or so climbing some scarily steep, rubbly hills to get up here so I am disgustingly sweaty. I am also, slightly unnervingly, being circled by vultures. Still, I'm…
Continue reading ➞ I just qualified as a yoga teacher… shame the world is ending
Today, while walking barefoot in the surf of a Costa Rican beach in a happy, slightly disconnected daze, I caught a flicker of dazzling blue from the corner of my eye. My first thought was that it was a bit of plastic, because it seemed so unnaturally blue, but upon closer inspection I realised it…
