So there I was in Almaty! In love? Friends though she was quite a tease. We were each dating separately but occasionally went out together. Definitely in the friend zone with this beautiful young lady. Cést la vie! Oh yes we went to a French restaurant as she sometimes worked there; sometimes we ate there.Continue reading “The secret of life is enjoying the passage of time.”
Category Archives: Travel
Disappearing
Kazakhstan was a blast. Beautiful women, great friends, good bars, dancing all night.. then having to deal with idiots all day. Why do we promote the incompetent? Actually that´s not fair. I´ve worked with some great leaders and managers throughout my life. In schools, in industry, in the army. It seems to me that whenContinue reading “Disappearing”
Sunrise to Sunset – for Tasha
This year for the summer solstice I rose early to watch the sunrise over the Mediterranean from the beach at Peniscola. In the evening I sat on my balcony and watched it set. It took me back two years to 10th August 2014. I watched the sun rise as I flew from Astana to Almaty,Continue reading “Sunrise to Sunset – for Tasha”
Soft surf Peniscola beach.
Kicking through the gentle surf, I see Sea; Life and death. Water of life bitter to taste, killing the tree, Death is the Sea Shells Sanctuary. Broken Rocks, Broken hearts. Even your name evokes in me; Peniscola! Penis, giver of life whether desired or not, Six percent? Cola refreshing the parts we dare not mention;Continue reading “Soft surf Peniscola beach.”
Magical ‘Magic Posters’
I sit beside the fire and think – Tolkein
I sit beside the fire and think of all that I have seen of meadow-flowers and butterflies in summers that have been; Of yellow leaves and gossamer in autumns that there were, with morning mist and silver sun and wind upon my hair. I sit beside the fire and think of how the world willContinue reading “I sit beside the fire and think – Tolkein”
Planets
Starry night in Istanbul. Somewhere in the sky are two bright lights, planets I am told. Spectacular. One is Venüs. The other may as well be Uranüs as they mean feck all to me! And the Moon is a slippery banana.
Esmerelda in Istanbul
Cover your hair Esmerelda! You know it makes men unable to control their sexual urges! The uplifting bra, tight top and arşe hugging skinny jeans are fine though!
Dealing with Change
I’ve been through so many changes over the last decade I’m no longer sure what day it is. I’ve lived in Florida, Doha (twice), UK, Chengdu China, Abu Dhabi and Almaty Kazakhstan. Ten jobs, two wives and lots or gorgeous friends! So when I saw this I had to share… ” How do you dealContinue reading “Dealing with Change”
So I conclude I lost Christmas.
Happy is the man who is happy Sad is the man who is sad. And where did you get your oilskin coat It’s nifty and not too bad. I got it from a chap deep in the ground Whilst sojourning in Old Baghdad. So your Slothskin cap and mandolin Where you got them, can youContinue reading “So I conclude I lost Christmas.”
