I think they should be renamed as Dumbphones. The Orange buffoon would be proud to tell you there is a ‘B’ in dumb. I also think there is a bee in his cranium and it is buzzing around in the space that should hold a brain. I think that for many people doomscrolling has becomeContinue reading “Smartphones.”
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More reflections in Barbarossa.
People, places, beliefs. Luke is my oldest friend. We met aged 11 when we started secondary school, though it wasn’t until we found ourselves in the same ‘A’ level Maths class that we became friends. We’ve both just entered our 70th year… I began to wonder about friendships. My secondary school had 2000 boys andContinue reading “More reflections in Barbarossa.”
Sanur
Since sitting in these resto-bars in Sanur, I have developed a new allergic reaction to cigarette smoke. The smell sets of a tourettes type reaction and I find myself muttering Tw@ and Cvnt, over and over and over. Why do these eejits think it’s ok to pump out that stench when people are eating? IContinue reading “Sanur”
How the Fork!!
My last post made me think of this! Some cliches first. In my 70th year, which means finishing eight decade on this rock. Two centuries and two millennia. And I wonder how I am still alive! Aged 2 I had some sort of argument with my older sister so she smashed a bottle over myContinue reading “How the Fork!!”
Paloma bar, Sanur, Bali
Watching the Dancing Queen and the Daydream Believer. Lovely ladies passing in the night. I cant believe the Daydream Believer is 41 with a teenage son. She looks about twenty! Then again, in my travels I have noticed that Asian women seem to age very slowly until they have a year when they go fromContinue reading “Paloma bar, Sanur, Bali”
It feckin stinks!
Phuket. I am sure I will write about this a lot! They legalised Cannabis in Thailand so the place is filling up with pot heads. That takes me back to my youth when I was a big fan of a band called Gong. They had songs about Pothead Pixies, Flying Teapots and Submarine Captain Capricorn.Continue reading “It feckin stinks!”
Back in Oman
So there goes 8 weeks of summer! 8 weeks in the same hotel – Sanur Seaview Hotel, Sanur, Denprasar, Bali. After 2 weeks I thought I’d made a mistake, as most of the restaurants and bars along the nearby beach were closed by 9.30 pm. Then I walked off the other way and discovered SantoriniContinue reading “Back in Oman”
I dont to talk about it
Same band playing same songs. Paloma Bar. They played I don’t want to talk about it. Rod Stewart did a great version live with Amy Bell. It set me back again. How many broken hearts in this world? Jane, Diana, Louise, Sara, Aisha, Nurgul, Irada, Lala, Daisy Daisy, Tasha, Anna, Ramilla… and mine. It oftenContinue reading “I dont to talk about it”
Arrogant idiots
Dunning-Kruger syndrome I get fed up with stupid people who think they know everything. I see people these days who pick up their phones when I tell them some Historical or Political fact. They feel they have to check what I said. I call that rude ignorance. It takes me back to a former arrogantContinue reading “Arrogant idiots”
Return to Redbeard.
Watching people. Back at the Barbarossa restaurant and bar. This time I see a big group of western men with Indonesian WAG’s. Am I jealous… All very noisy, but thankfully ignoring me. On the menu for me today was duck breast with mashed potatoes and steamed veg. Fabulous. Also this place has the best beerContinue reading “Return to Redbeard.”
Fairy Hanny 