Out of the Box

An incredible true story - in 1964 my father, British Javelin champion John McSorley, built a man-size box and shipped it from Heathrow airport. The airfreight was human; his friend Reg Spiers, a penniless young Australian athlete desperate to get home and win back his girl. He was in for the ride of his life; a night...

Crystal Eye

Small shiny particles glitters the darkness. Its a nice cool breeze. It smelt of wet grass with a faint smell of burning wood. Sounds of music and laughter grows louder as the smell of burning wood is joined by sweetness of vanilla. Blink. Im surprised I remember the smell of the outside. My memories is all I have...