I pedal away from the beach, away from the pasty skinned holiday makers from Northern Europe, the temporary migrants in search of vitamin D, past the kiosks and the shops selling knock off sunglasses and gaudy beach towels, past the boutiques selling dresses that will never be worn back home, soon I am on the … More Yannis’ Bar

Corfu saturday night & there’s a party going on in my rooms, I am the host.  One solitary Englishman & all the rest Greek. I did not plan this, nor indeed did I even realise it was happening, until that is I woke up at 3.30am on sunday morning to find my entire body covered … More Bloody Karma

As my first full day in Corfu draws to a close my stomach begins to grumble & growl, the monster needs feeding. I’ve heard that there’s a little festival a couple of kilometres along the coastline with food and music so off I head off on my pushbike as the twilight comes, along little country … More Panigyri – The Feast

  Fifty six – am I really that old The very idea leaves me cold   I refuse to be wrinkly just wait & see Botox, colonics, viagra for me Getting old – bollocks to that Receding hairline, just wear a hat Hair grafts, massage, yoga as well Ageing process  –  go to hell Grow … More June 25th

Were I the sort of bloke given to romanticism  I might describe these April nights in Goa as sultry and steamy affairs. The reality is that they are long, sleepless and sweaty.  The only way I manage any shut eye is to lie on my bed naked as Adam before the fall with the fan … More When the bubble bursts

The way she danced on a summer evening The shape of her fingers, traced by mine  Those eyes that sparkled  Perspiration mingling  The peace of early morning,  Her breathing a song  I lost myself there.