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Brompton Cemetery

  • 3.11.2014 • Improvising

    • Alas no scuttling around Recoleta Cemetery for me this weekend, tuning into the All Souls vibe. While I recuperate from a herniated disc, I’m limited to a granny shuffle around […]

  • 15.09.2014 • Recognition

    • Sometime. Some time. At some time this person walked the earth like you and me and is no more. These are the sort of thoughts that ramble through my head […]

  • 31.08.2014 • Attention seeking

    • “I don’t like cemeteries!” I thought, as I entered London’s Brompton Cemetery the Sunday before last. Not true at all, of course. “I need reflections,” I jotted as I began […]

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    Julie-Anne Cosgrove

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    I was born in Montreal in 1967, grew up in England and live between London and Buenos Aires. Like many, I came to Buenos Aires to dance tango and fell under the spell of this city where strangers talk to you, tango music seeps on to the streets and the ornate crumbling buildings speak of grander times. I love writing and crafting words – I've worked as a sub-editor for more than 20 years – and taking photographs.