Griffin Longley

Sea Monkeys. Sea. Monkeys. I’m talking about magic monkeys, saved from a far away dying ocean-planet, that spring to life, from dust, when they touch the sweet, sweet, water of a suburban aquarium. Once hatched they grow little monkey fingers, curly tails and darty eyes and become lifelong companions who sit in a pint glass […]

Every parent has a chill waiting to put its foot on their heart. We live with it from the moment of our greatest warmth – the birth of our children. The hot, impossible, molecular, magic of it all delivers the greatest stake a human being can know. And with it the greatest risk. The chill

Christmas is in the post and the two problems pressing their way to the front of your queue right now are that your kids are bored and you can’t bring yourself to buy another plastic Rudolph Christmas with the LED nose, or more fake snow in a can for the Christmas tree that should have

I always wanted a tree house in the back yard and a Millennium Falcon in the driveway. I could forgive the absence of the Falcon, but the tree house was quite another matter. I don’t know if it was Robinson Crusoe, the Ewok Village on Endor, or some childhood hardwiring involved but there was just