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”

Angie and the floppy disc.

More recollections; why do the evenings in Bali make me reminisce? I am back at the Paloma bar and the act are playing the classic Rolling Stones song Angie. A flood of memories. Only 16 and just moved into the sixth form and stated going to the pub, not that it was legal. I thinkContinue reading “Angie and the floppy disc.”

Raging in Sanur.

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.”

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”

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”

An evening with…

Tapha I just had to write this one. I am at a ‘Beach Party’ at a restaurant called ‘Tapha’ on Sanur beach. I have just celebrated my 69th birthday and I am probably average age for this gathering! There is a band playing all sorts of covers of well-known songs, including ruining Smoke on theContinue reading “An evening with…”