So we left Jordan. And Petra was beyond fantabulous but you can keep Jordan and I’m never going back. Not that its such a big problem in my life, its not like saying ‘I’m never going back to Manchester’, or I’m never going back to the Emirates, its just that I didn’t feel comfortable there – Read More-
When did you last cross a border? NOT on a plane. Ahhhhh. Probably… never. Maybe on a bus tour? We crossed from Brazil to Argentina to see the other side of Igausu but we had a guide and driver and didn’t actually leave the car. Cash may have crossed palms, but not mine. But have – Read More-
You can get married anywhere. All you need is a bride and a groom and a geezer with a hat. Could be a priest’s hat, a rabbi’s hat, a mere ‘kippa’, a ship’s captain’s hat, or a registrar’s special head-thing. Ok, they don’t have really have special head-things, but normally you’d need a hat or – Read More-
So we come to Israel. And on our first night we always eat at the same place. But I mean ALWAYS. There’s no discussion, no debate, no arguments (who would argue with that? Other than a vegan, maybe, so we just don’t bring them here) just; its our first night, we’re travel-weary, tired, lazy, we’ll – Read More-
You get two types of people on a flight from Heathrow to Tel Aviv. Jews. And Christians. The Jews, in the main part, from England/Europe and the Christians always from America. Ok, there are others in the flight demographic, a few Muslims, possibly some Hindus, Catholics, Zoroastrians, Buddhists Jains, who knows or cares. Pilgrims. You – Read More-
I put this picture up because I don’t want you to think that Joey spends all his time bent double on the floor with his neck at a funny angle. Even though he does. Well, what d’ya want; he’s 5 months old; what else is he gonna do? He rolls around as he’s too young – Read More-
Greta Thunberg, annoying Norwegian enviro-warrior, has something of a dilemma. In fact its a typical dilemma faced by all of us tree huggers who live a saintly life of carbon-free-ness and yet at times need to get somewhere. Because living the zero carbon life is fairly simple if you stay in one place. It’s only – Read More-
My newspaper didn’t arrive this morning. Sunday morning. The ultimate ‘tea and newspapers in bed’ morning of the whole week, the defining morning for the entire concept of such a simple but fabulously decadent pleasure when both Mel & I are there to share in its enjoyment (she takes the Magazines, I take the Sports – Read More-
I just shouted at Alexa. I didn’t abuse her, because she’s not a female MP, I didn’t slap her, because she’s a fucking radio and I’d have hurt my hand, and I didn’t even swear. I just shouted at her in a rather unfriendly, slightly unpleasant tone. Because listening to the post-rugby discussion is all – Read More-
I’m on my way to Japan. Not literally, but mentally. Which is much cheaper and the jet-lag is better. Dependent on what gets drunk in the meantime. But by tomorrow morning I’ll be there. In Yokohama. A short bullet train ride from Tokyo. Near Kanagawa. Which I know because on our (real life) trip to – Read More-