June & Teo Marsh

We're June and Teo Marsh, and Pip, who is two and a half and the only one of us who has never been late for anything.

June was a subeditor on a Bristol newspaper for eleven years, which means she was paid to make other people's sentences shorter, and is now unable to stop. She once cut four thousand words from a minister's memoir and he thanked her, then sued, then thanked her again. She does the writing here, and the arguing about commas.

Teo was born in Porto and grew up in Leeds, which explains both his love of custard tarts and his tolerance of rain. He spent fifteen years making sound effects for radio drama. If you've ever heard bones break in a radio play, that was Teo snapping a stick of celery next to a microphone; a man eaten by a bear took three sticks and a wet chamois leather. He does the photos, the cooking, and the carrying.

We met in 2017 on a train from Bristol to London that took four hours instead of two. We shared a sandwich, then a table in the buffet car, then, eventually, a mortgage. We still think of delays as romantic. We are alone in this.

We started this blog in 2019 as Trip Chronicles. June cut it to Tripchron within a week. Since Pip arrived we travel slower, sleep earlier, and see fewer things better. This is where we write them down.