Regrets! It’s a popular idea that, as you get older you regret the things you didn’t do, more than the things you did. I can go with that. These couple of months in Bali have left me in a very reflective mood. And today, Matthew, I am mostly being Mr Angry of no fixed abode!Continue reading “Raging in Sanur.”
Category Archives: Creative writing
Farts and retirement
Retirement. I’ve tried it a few times now and it hasn’t worked. When I left my school in China as a Headmaster I thought that would be it. I believed I’d done some marvellous investments which were due to come to fruition… I was wrong – still fighting that one 14 years later! After aContinue reading “Farts and retirement”
Long Playing records
I have no idea why sitting at various bars in Sanur, Bali, is making me recall and review so much of life. Maybe because this candle has almost burned down to the bottom, so I have to get it all on record. Which reminds me of records! I am of the era that grew upContinue reading “Long Playing records”
Moping
19th July. Today I am totally lacking inspiration in terms of writing. By which I mean getting to my laptop to work on the three WIPs; Fairy Hanny and the Knights in White Satin – the fourth adventure of the crazy Fairy St, Nedds – the life of Physics teacher Dr. BQ and his shenanigansContinue reading “Moping”
Honda!
Way back in the days of my youth when I was told what it means to be a man… I think it was in the second year of my Applied Physics B.Sc. course at the Lanchester Polytechnic in Coventry. One of the lads went missing for a while. It was not unusual for people toContinue reading “Honda!”
Marcus Aurelius
In the development of my next volume (WIP) Fairy Hanny and the Knights in White Satin, one of the Time Travellers claims to have met Marcus Aurelius. Which reminded me – in his famous collected work Meditations the great stoic philosopher wrote about his bum. ‘Life can be a pain in the arse. In myContinue reading “Marcus Aurelius”
Brisket and Politics
Barbarossa Restaurant, Sanur. A great place with an unfortunate name. To me when I see the word ‘Barbarossa’ it conjures up the German invasion of Russia in June 1941. That invasion led to mass murder by German SS units as they tried to kill off all those ‘under men’ they saw as not being reallyContinue reading “Brisket and Politics”
The Tapha, slight return.
I wandered up the back roads and into what could be central Sanur. Lots of resto/bars filled with Europeans and Aussies. I found a good supermarket which also has an ATM outside – 20 minutes’ walk from my hotel. I followed the road down to the beach, past the Holiday Inn and the Intercontinental; theContinue reading “The Tapha, slight return.”
Tales from the poolside, Sanur
Old jokes. That last post about Dr. Who reminded me of a joke I told my sister, but for many years she just didn’t understand it. I’m not talking about a sister as a child but as an aduklt professional nurse. The joke; ‘What do Eartha Kitt and Dr. Who have in common?’ It wasContinue reading “Tales from the poolside, Sanur”
Dr Who?
Ramblings. Watching the sun go down from the Resto restaurant on Sanur Beach. I suppose that having recently celebrated a birthday that puts me into my seventieth year on this planet, it is inevitable that I will reminisce. A former colleague likes to post on Facebook about his love of Doctor Who, the epic sci-fiContinue reading “Dr Who?”
Fairy Hanny 