Scratching my back with George

It’s been a loooooooooooooonnnnnnnnnnnngggggggggggg time in the making, but I’m finally in Italy. When I was in year two at school, eight years old, we had a teacher who loved to play guitar and sing, so to help us remember the things we were being taught we would write songs. I think he secretly wanted... Continue Reading →

A Party So Good They Named It Twice

  One has been watching The Crown about the British Royal Family and one does feel the need after watching to refer to oneself as, oneself. It just seems like the sort of thing one should do while pouring oneself another gin and talking to one’s dog Trevor about ones plans for the evening. Except... Continue Reading →

The Dance of the Mutated Butterfly

The bungalow I'm staying in is just outside of Khao Sok, hidden away in the shadow of a strikingly white and silver cliff. Hence, Silver Cliff Resort. The owner Karen, who is from Scotland originally, is a wonderful human and makes the stay feel like home, except we are in the jungle, and there's monkeys.... Continue Reading →

A Sok in a Cave

Caving has never been on my bucket list, in fact, I don't have a bucket list, I tend to just roll along like a Double Gloucester wheel of cheese at the annual Coopers Hill Cheese Rolling Race. That's a great way to describe finding love actually, now I put some thought into it. You get... Continue Reading →

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