I seem to have made a kind of gypsy of myself, on long roads and pathways, all with a distinct lack of signposts, just distant horizons that melt into the sky, now those have been exchanged for jungle paths that melt into a sea of green. In six months I have travelled 25,000 kilometres, this … More The path to Gurukul Shala & Leopard Valley
As a teenager I loved sport, I ran a lot, sprinted, cross country, played rugby,basketball, track & field, I was decent at all of them, not in an outstanding kind of way, but better than most. I felt strong in my body and I liked the feeling, a lot. But then as the years rolled … More Turtle Hill Tuesday
I ride out on my Scooter rather regularly to a place called Galgibag, a sandy beach flanked by pine trees, untouched by buildings or the marks of man that so often fill much of the coastline. The water is warm and the sun sets here in the afternoon by melting into the sea at the … More The Road to Eden
I have posted pictures of idyllic Indian scenes, whilst there are indeed very many to see in the interest of balance perhaps I should also mention some of the less pleasant, there are plenty of those to. First of all I have to mention mosquitos, the little fuckers. India may have a billion people, but … More The other side.
At 6.45 a.m. on cue the doorbell rings and the taxi driver arrives to take me to Heathrow Terminal 4. If there were a league system in operation for skipping London and returning again then I would be premier league, I am leaving again, in the final throws of October. The rain is pelting down, … More In India……………..
At 6.45 a.m. on cue the doorbell rings and the taxi driver arrives to take me to Heathrow Terminal 4. If there were a league system in operation for skipping London and returning again then I would be premier league, I am leaving again, in the final throws of October. The rain is pelting down, … More In India……………….
