I’m a light packer. I learned how to pack light the hard way. In 2003, I took a large rucksack and a sizeable sports bag with me for a three plus month tour of Mexico. Within a week, I’d ditched the sports bag. And, obviously, a sports bag worth of stuff. Travelling light is a … Continue reading Unwanted Souvenirs
I’m not a fan of lockdowns/social restrictions, although I understand the arguments made for them, and the obvious necessity for implementing them at a time of crisis. In February/March 2020, we could see the Chinese health system collapsing from a new virus and shortly after that the Italian army started carting away dead bodies by … Continue reading Trust Me
I’d rather like to travel. Abroad, to be specific. But there’s a problem. A whole bunch of problems, in fact. Should I list them? It’s hard to know where to start. Which is exactly why many people have just given up on the idea of foreign jaunts for this year. I haven’t, but it’s wearing … Continue reading A World of Problems
Yesterday, a ‘new’ train ran on my line. It was a one off service to London, stopping at only three stations before Waterloo. Bournemouth, Southampton and Basingstoke. It sat at each station for fifteen minutes or so to allow staff, new and old, gathered on the platforms a few moments to chat and reflect. The … Continue reading Railway Fame, Part Two
I have always been a restless blogger, moving my stuff from one platform to another. WordPress is my blog’s natural home. And probably will be for the foreseeable future. I can’t use my domain name on this blog, which is a shame. Not for free anyway. I’d pay a little, but WordPress want a lot. … Continue reading Two Point Oh
Yesterday was Freedom Day in the UK. Or Freedumb Day. Depends which side of the divide you sit. For a select few of us, who still sit on the fence, yesterday was neither of these. It was Monday, July 19. The day that the final restrictions were cast aside. Yes, infections are raging, but if … Continue reading Frontline of Freedom
Odd people say weird stuff everyday. Last week, a 40-something woman came into the booking hall to get out of the wind and roll up a cigarette. Against my unspoken wishes, she decided to instigate a conversation. She opened by stating that my life must be shit. Perhaps it is. I guess things depend on … Continue reading Blue Sky Thinking
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