Greetings, traveller. My name is Lee Osborne, photographer, visionary, dreamweaver, plus writer. Here, from the menu on the left, you…
In an urban society, everything connects. Each person’s needs are fed by the skills of many others. Our lives are…
This evening, I made something I’d been planning for a while – a handmade print of one of my favourite…
Anyone who knows me well will be aware that I manage my time with a Filofax. Left to my own…
As you’ll know from previous posts, when I was eighteen years old I did a Christian year out programme. The…
I’ve written on here before about the horrors of my year out, and the long-term damage it did me. I…
I’ve not been doing too well on the old blog recently, mainly because I’ve had to get into the routine…
As I write this, the Solas Festival is happening in Perthshire, and I’m not there. I’m at home, although I…
Whilst nosing around on YouTube earlier, I discovered that it’s possible to watch every single episode of the 1980s school…
I’ve always been a big fan of The Human League. It dates back to when my sister bought a copy…
After resolving an unfortunate technical problem that prevented me posting for a while, I’m keen to be a bit more…