Learning to write has always felt like learning to understand myself. I’m English by nationality, and from a young age books were my first companions. At Pembury Primary School I loved practising joined‑up handwriting, the way letters flowed into each other. I still remember the moment I realised a comma meant a pause — I …
My connection with Piha began long before I ever stood on its sand. It started with a stamp — a tiny picture of Lion Rock that my uncle sent me when I was young. I didn’t know then how important that image would become, or how many times I would return to that coastline in …