Lahiri hits a hole in one at the British Open, BBC

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When you are on a 64 hour journey down the spine of Madagascar on the back of a…

Note to Self: As my exhibition in May fast approaches and I find myself writing copy for grant…

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Swept along by Katrina Aleksa of Predella House: I’m sat, once again, in a taxi, frames stacked up…