Borderlines: Sketches from the Empty Quarter: Passing the Torch
It’s been a long time coming. Almost fifty-two years since I picked up the reins from my Dad.
Borderlines: Sketches from the Empty Quarter: All Tanked Up
Out here in the empty quarter it’s a long way to a filling station, so we buy most of our diesel fuel in bulk.
Borderlines: Sketches from the Empty Quarter: One Big Step
There’s terrifying and then there’s Terrified.
Borderlines: Sketches from the Empty Quarter
It’s cold outside today. And I have a cold.
Borderlines: The Passenger
I was tired.