Josh in Köln

Josh planned to walk the Rhine.

He dreamed of long, summery strolls through the little villages & towns on the way to Mainz; the delicious wines that surely would still be cheap after last year's glorious weather.

There was something incredibly alluring to him about going such a long way under his own power — a freedom from the pressures of constant contact with his family, friends and colleagues that lifted his mood every time he thought about it.

Josh stared aimlessly at the thousands of padlocks on the fences as he crossed the Hohenzollen.

He'd talk to his boss tomorrow about a long break. Yes, tomorrow.



  1. Over Christmas in 2017 I found an old box stored in the loft at my Mum's house
  2. Inside, amongst baby photos and first shoes, was a bundle of postcards collected by my late Grandmother, Lucy.
  3. In the 1950s she travelled Europe with her friends through France, Germany, Austria and Switzerland.
  4. Taking photographs wasn't so simple back then so, instead, she collected a postcard from each place she visited.
  5. I knew I wanted to tell the story of Lucy's journey but, sadly, I missed my opportunity to ask her about her youth.
  6. I realised that I still wanted to create something with these mementos; something to tell the story of the journey, even if I coudldn't tell her's;
  7. So, since the beginning of 2018, I've enjoyed writing short stories on these postcards — inspired by where Lucy found them — and sending them to family and friends. I've collected them here, I hope you enjoy them too.