Kerala is known as ‘God’s own Country’. And for good reason; it is quite stunningly beautiful, virtually everywhere you look… except for a lot of the bits where man has been and dumped a load of broken and stripped down tuk-tuks in a heap. But my first question, particularly in India, is always ‘which God’? – Read More-
So we’re in Munnar and it’s famous for being in the mountains and thus a bit ‘hilly’ and it’s where they grow the tea. Because here’s something I learned this very day, tea bushes have to grow on an incline of between 30 and 45 degrees. Well, ya live and learn. But I love tea. – Read More-
Ok, as you can see from this picture, my arrival in the Munnar, tea-growing, mountainous, eco-friendly, zero-emission, ultra-sustainability, oooh, put an extra one in the pot for me, Marge, region, has seen me go totally native. I’ve gone the ‘full namaste’ as it is known. Just because some babe from Kerala in a sari stuck – Read More-
We’re here in India. Where its ‘movember’ every month. For all the genders. Where they have more Indian restaurants than, (I’m guessing), virtually anywhere else in the world!!! And, more specifically, cos it is a fucking massive place, is India, we’re in Kochi. Which used to be called Cochin. Until the Mumbaiians took over Bombay, – Read More-
Had a busy day yesterday. A very busy day. Starting, as usual, with Tai Chi at 8.15, but that after a week when half the class had covid. Not my half, unaccountably and thankfully, but as the wimpier and less resilient half recovered, normal proceedings had been suspended. But now we’re back, better, stronger and – Read More-
I don’t watch darts. I’m scared to. Because if you watch so much as one solitary dart winging its way to the board, then you’re there FOREVER!!!! You can’t look away. Its compelling, compulsive, addictive and revolting. It was an error of God, when he made Adam; he forgot to set the ‘stop’ button on – Read More-
Issa funny ole game, is bridge, said Jimmy Greaves. Whereas in fact, it’s a game of immense skill and cunning and geniusness. And a bit’a luck. Just a bit. Not enough that when I win I can’t run round the table performing ‘goal celebrations’, breaching all protocols of propriety, gentlemanliness and decorum, but enough that – Read More-
The French are such a contentious, divisive and stroppy race of people. They always have been, which is why we’ve always loved them. Well, we love looking at them. Best to leave it there, really, the problem only starts once you ‘engage’. And now THISl!!!! Short-hair-gate!!!! Coupled with ‘flat-chest-gate!!!!’ First you have to accept that – Read More-
Shakespeare pondered such concepts, in that very… Shakespearian way he had: if music be the food of love, then play on. So opens Twelfth Night. But what about food? Food is the food of love too. With or without the music. Ok, eating your sushi to some oriental plinking in the background, or shovelling your – Read More-
This man is Grzegorz Braun. He’s a Polish MP. And on Tuesday, whilst there was a little celebration of chanukah in the parliament building over there in Warsaw, he took a fire extinguisher and blew out the candles on the menorah, the special Chanukah… candle holder. And really, that’s not very nice. Not very nice – Read More-