Archive - Black Cane Diary

/ Speaking into my dictaphone on the platform at Kings Cross

It has something to do with judgement.

Nov 19, 2023 •

Joe Rizzo Naudi

January 2023

At the top of Camden Road, where the headlights peel off from Highbury, and the buses rush down from Tottenham, at eight in the evening, after the rain…

Jan 9, 2023 •

Joe Rizzo Naudi

May 2022

It’s the best thing about it, this ability we have to bring out the good in people, how we give them the opportunity to be kind.

May 11, 2022 •

Joe Rizzo Naudi

March 2022

/ Conversation in a Dream

Mar 10, 2022 •

Joe Rizzo Naudi

November 2021

Near Waterloo, I stopped at a dark crossroads, unsure of the path ahead.

Nov 3, 2021 •

Joe Rizzo Naudi

August 2021

/ East Croydon Castle

The train waits, hissing.

Aug 25, 2021 •

Joe Rizzo Naudi

/ Last Moments Of My Life

Aug 4, 2021 •

Joe Rizzo Naudi

July 2020

We'll meet by the church on the corner of Goose Green, we said.

Jul 2, 2020 •

Joe Rizzo Naudi

March 2020

/ Social Distancing

People avoid me when they see the cane.

Mar 27, 2020 •

Joe Rizzo Naudi

February 2020

In the queue for a bar in a town I barely know, and this one looks like a mean bastard.

Feb 19, 2020 •

Joe Rizzo Naudi

On one hand, years ago, before I used a cane, I was walking down Kingsway towards the river.

Feb 16, 2020 •

Joe Rizzo Naudi

January 2020

/ Exercises In Empathy

In this series, five friends imagine themselves in my shoes and write an entry for the diary.

Jan 16, 2020 •

Joe Rizzo Naudi

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