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 →
Dragon’s, Princesses and a new fear of babies
Seville, on the river Guadalquivir, was once the main port for ships travelling to and from Spanish America (The New World). To control customs and stop pirates who often plagued the seas around the southern Spanish coast, the ships would sail up the river to Seville. It wasn’t until the invention of canons and guns... 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 →
Sir Trevor and the Flying Gecko Named Gary
Have you ever wondered if geckos can fly? No, me neither. But if you had googled it you may have been directed to illuminating conversations such as, "Can I fly with geckos?" and "Geckos on a plane". Perhaps the scientists of the world are too busy trying to stop Trump's ban on future human existence... 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 →
Fluffy Catfish and the Bottle Cart
How am I the only person sitting in this rooftop bar on a Saturday night at 6:30pm, in one of the highest hotels and buildings in Chiang Mai, watching the sunset? The mojito is delicious, and quite strong for a mere 150thb. Thank you Thailand. A cocktail and a view like this in Sydney would... Continue Reading →